I made it to class Saturday, and it was effing brutal. I died a thousand deaths. I’d been up since 5am (called in to work), then busted out for the noon class. I don’t know what happened. Wait, yes I do. I was upset when I left work because I had to maintain the boundaries I set when I got called in – that I was leaving at 11 to get to class. I was asked to stay past 11 and had to say no. Then I spent my entire commute to class feeling angry, resentful, and guilty. Was yoga a good enough reason? Obviously it was, but I spent the drive berating myself which means I got to class all amped up. By the time we got to Eagle, I thought I was going to throw up. I remember standing still, heels and toes together, and breathing while everyone else was doing Eagle. I kept telling myself “I am doing Eagle right now. This is the best Eagle I can do.” That’s how the rest of the class went. Plus, my back has been REALLY acting up lately, and I was having a lot of pain. I followed class with a massage, which helped.
Sunday’s class was good. I got up and went to the 9:30 (amazing) so I’d be out in time to hang with pals (we had pancake dinner – delicious!). It was a decent class. I came in feeling pretty creaky and halfway through class I realized I was feeling pretty good! My body felt like it had give to it. It was grand.
And today – I head to class in about 20 minutes. I actually got out of work in time to make it, though I’ll be getting out a little late for my liking (9pm). I turn into a pumpkin pretty early, so this class is going to cramp my style a bit, but so be it. I AM GETTING THAT T-SHIRT!
I have pre-existing plans that will prevent me from making class on Wednesday, so I’m planning my very first double this weekend to make up for it. EEK! I think what I’ll do is go to the 9:30am and then the 4pm. I’m planning to do nothing but yoga this weekend.
Okay – going to get dressed. Yay!