It may sound like I'm complaining about all of this, but really, I'm just "cataloging" it. For future reference. Tonight I was talking about my progress in the postures, the flexibility and grace that is starting to surface that I never thought I'd achieve and I looked at him after I said that and then said "It's actually fun". And I meant it. This 90 minute hot as hell torture class is just that....fun.
So tomorrow I'll bring my sore ass back into that room, lay my mat down, stand calmly, looking at my own two eyes in the mirror and welcome whatever comes next, whether it be more pain or a strong class. I really don't care, because I am.....having fun.