Day 63 & Day 64

Day 63

Zip. Had prior appointment.

Day 64

There are days when you throw back the covers and are happy to climb out of bed. This was one of them. It might've had something to do with the nightmare involving swirling deadly whirlpools, little boys and the attraction children feel for water.

At any rate, I leapt out of bed, eager for my Mysore practice. Nothing new, but I can feel myself growing stronger. More graceful, no.

Day 62

After 2 weeks away, I was both eager and a teeny bit afraid to get back on my mat again. The only bits of yoga I had done while I was away were a couple of legs-up-the-wall poses and some roll-the-golf-ball-under-the-foot warm-ups.

My arms trembled holding the plank pose for the 5 breathes in each of the 10 sequences of Sun Salutation A. The 5 Sun Salutation Bs were awkward and ungraceful. (Nothing that 5 years of practicing won't cure.) My towel kept shifting creating lumps under my feet. 

For me, the best part is still the upside down poses of headstand and handstand. They gladden my heart as nothing else does.

Days 56 - 61

Nada. Travel/family/inertia.

Days 49 - 55

Eek! I have not done a single sequence in a week!