Jan 07, 2011 14:01
I felt so bad I missed yoga yesterday morning that I rallied hard to get there today - even if I went yesterday arvo, leaving just 12.5 hours between classes! I've been eating like a trucker though so I probably need it.
I rolled out of bed at 5:25, rode to yoga and sweated my way through 90 minutes of Bikram. Although I sat out standing bow and triangle (and I think I might have hurt my knee in bow) I was quite proud of myself. With reason, methinks.
So there I was in final savasana, feeling chuffed that I made it through class, when my teacher says, "Everyone, let's congratulate John who has just finished 100 days of yoga!" And my small achievement whittled away to nothing.
Ah well. I am chuffed anyway.