Actually only one person told me I had a smudge on my forehead today. I didn't think to say something about it to my class, and no one asked.
I thought we might be three out of four with ashes at our STS lunch, but the Catholics in the group hadn't been to church yet.
My triathlon group had a discussion of giving up (or taking on) things for Lent, something I haven't tried in years because it just gave me something to feel badly about. But I may try something gentle this year, trying to actually use it to remind myself to be mindful of God.