Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Pass me a cigarette....and I don't smoke!
I miss my yoga friend Reggi. Her and I used to really live it up back in the old days. If you've been following me for any length of time, you are familiar with the day we could not stop laughing, us making an R and M sandwich with "looks-like-an-underwear-model " Christian, and our constant "pass me a cigarette" reference for hot yogi's and yoga instructors (think: old movies where they smoke after satisfying sex). Last night I went to the 6pm class with Frank for day 3 on my journey back home to Bikram yoga. I sat in the lobby chatting with the new group of regulars before class. It's nice to see old friends and start to get to know the new batch as well. Class with Frank was divine. I still had the same issues (fixed firm, triangle, camel) but I didn't care. I just did the best I could. Frank was very sweet and told me after class that I'm still strong. Love him so much. He has been a huge part of my journey these past few years. He always encourages and compliments me and he looks great in his yoga shorts. I lay there in savasana after class thinking "pass me a cigarette" in Reggi's voice. Can't wait for round 4 tonight with Dray. I'm going to the 8pm with two of my old yoga friends, Mark and Carmen. I'm so excited I can hardly stand it. Also, my baby girl turns 16 today! We have all sorts of plans for this weekend. Shopping, shopping, shopping!