Day Two

Yep, I went back.

I walked the two blocks this morning with a small feeling of dread. A little smaller than I would have imagined, knowing the heat that I was about to encounter. I also walked with a little kick in my step, anxious to experience what was about to happen.

I was greeted warmly (no pun intended) by the teacher as I came through the front door. As I made my way out of the locker room and into the practice room, I noticed very little hesitation, only a quick stop at the water fountain for one last sip of cold water. I unrolled my mat, and as I did, it was as if I was unrolling my mind. Without having done a single posture my mind grew quiet and I laid in Savasana thinking of how calm I had immediately become.

Well, what comes next is the standard 26 postures done twice, sweat dripping down places sweat doesn't normally drip for an hour and a half. Today seemed easy if compared to yesterday, like my body had given up control over itself and just was more accepting of the practice. I wouldn't say gracefully, but maybe I moved in and out of postures more mindfully than before. My breath was noticeably deeper and I didn't get as hot- even though the temperature was exactly the same. There were many more people in the room which helped to move the energy around. At the same time, it tugged on the ego a bit with the help of the wall to wall mirrors. It is a fine line for using that mirror to stare at yourself and to stare into yourself, a line I crossed over and over throughout class.

After class, I noticed myself walking a little slower, enjoying the two blocks back in a much different light than the walk to. I felt a deeper sense of gratitude than I have in a while, which is part of what I have been missing so much. My body feels refreshed and renewed and my mind is alert and focused.

The best news is, I didn't curse in class at all.