Busy, busy, bizzy, bzzzy, bzzzy, bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
So busy. SO busy these last few days of the school year. An endless run of playdates, park outings, publishing parties, class presentations, and I'm getting my teaching going on again to boot. Taught my lunch class on Tuesday at Yoga Sutra - always fun. Tonight is Yoga For Breast Cancer Survivors. Friday is my late lunch class at Yoga Sutra. Next week, adding a class geared to those already in the physical fitness business. And a private client. Oy!
Also, planning a trip to Estes Park, Colorado for late September. Meeting my cousin, Debpc, and hitting some of the Yoga Journal Conference workshops. Just for kicks. And the cousin-cousin bonding. Debby and I have run many a mile together, having trained for and run a NYC Marathon together. Now we both practice yoga, although at this point our yogic interests are a bit divergent, hers more toward an eclectic mix of Kundalini and creative flow (Baptiste, Shiva Rea) with some Ashtanga thrown in, and mine, well, you know mine. All Ashtanga, all the time. Except when I teach, of course.
Practice is good. VERY good. One complaint: Sir is absolutely STEADFAST in not giving ANY adjustments after the strike of 10:15. On the other hand, this gave me the opportunity to rebind in Mari D, without rushing (damn it, yes, I rushed through Mari D to get to Supta K before he left the room, but twas all in vain) and to spend extra extra time doing some extracurricular work on the topc of Supta K - working those eka padas, getting one ankle behind my head at a time and feeling the feeling of it all, wondering how I will ever manage to have ankles behind head without feeling like my head is going to pop off.
Bounty continues to be helpful, but even more helpful is practicing near that wonderful screen door.
Ya'all will probably miss the new comment on a long since past entry, but apparently one of my shalamates (an anonymous, I might add) has finally bound in Supta K after a long long period of finger-grazing. But congrats to my homey. Shizzizzle in that Supta Kizzizzle, yo!
Wow, it's getting late, and I must haul some ass to get to my class!
YC
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Thanks for the shizzizzle, but take it back. Fingers were not even close today. What the F#$% happened in 24 hours?? Oh well, it was nice to have experienced a proper Supta K, if only once...
Awwwww. That just aint fair. But that's what happens. Remember Mari D? (I'm just guessing - since so many go through this with Mari D) Did Sir seem disappointed? (I'm guessing no...it's your practice....although we tend to project onto our teachers our own feelings). If it happened once, it will happen again. More and more often. Until you have it. I figure I am about, at a MINIMUM, a year away. Maybe two. Maybe forever. I had to say that, lest I jinx myself.
Hope tomorrow is better, although tomorrow is T-day. So, I don't know if much can be expected to happen....Sunday is a moonday, and then next week, we are all at Yoga To The People! Wonder what energy will that bring?
I could have sworn the notice said 6:45 - 8:45. Meaning, no 2nd class...are you going to come early? I could be wrong about this, but I thought it was only the very early session at Yoga for the Peeps.
Hmmm....I don't know now. I thought it said "Guy's Mysore classes next week, 6:45 and 8:45". I could be wrong - it's happened before...maybe I should call tomorrow.
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