Back to the mat today. Took three, yes that is three whole weeks, 21 days of no yoga. No yoga and no running. My life was in shambles. Stumbling over decisions, emotions in flux. Got the A-OK to run again recently. Then got back to the mat. Finally an end to the misery and self pity party. If you are the type of person who is always go go go- dedication and devotion 24/7- sometimes any small reason to sit on your ass and you go crazy it's kinda awesome: then starts the pity party- then you have to drag yourself out- and that sucks. Yesterday was step one: nice run with a friend. Today was ashtanga... and the soreness.
Well today's practice was good and bad. Started out as YES- I heart Surya Namaskar! Then the vinyasa trudge. And suddenly I was practicing Janusirsanana C! Hell-O, nice to meet you, my name is Amelia, come here often? Yep, foot was on the mat, I was folding and knee was on the ground... what what!! Apparently that is was happens when you take 3 weeks off, hips open up, arms and core sore.
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