Today will be day 9. I'm taking class at 5:30. As I sit here writing this post, I shiver in anticpation and not in a good way. You see, I was feeling soooo strong. Then I wrote about how strong I was feeling in yesterday's post. I wondered if the yoga bus was going to come run me over and thought I better enjoy these strong classes.
The bus read my post. The weather here was a light rain, cloudy, humid. When I got to the studio, the room was like a tropical rain forest. Jimmy and I just looked at each other, a bit nervous. By half moon, I could hear the bus getting heading toward me. It tried to run me over in triangle. I came out of second side, second set a few seconds early. Being stubborn, I would not take a knee. But alas, by camel the bus had caught up with me, run me over and left me laying on the floor in a puddle for second set of camel. I just lay in savasana for second set, not able to move. I slugged my way through the rest of the class feeling like a water logged bag of sand. After class, I put my flip flops on and I was still dripping so much that my flip flops were soaked, with little puddles forming in the bottom.
I should have never wondered about the yoga bus....I suppose I manifested that damn thing myself!
Let's hope tonight is better!