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Day 182: Don't you just hate it when you feel judged by your yoga teacher?

I've been in a yoga rut lately.

Everyone in my house has been sick, we've actually been invited out to places (!), my mother visited from NYC...and it's been difficult to get to class everyday, so I've been practicing a lot at home.  Which generally isn't hard for me except when the kids are screaming, guests are arriving for dinner parties and there are other things demanding my attention.

But today, I set my alarm, hauled my ass out of bed waaay before anyone woke up and went my favorite hot yoga studio.  My "home" studio you might say.  The place where I really fell in love with yoga and how it can make me feel.  The place where I've gotten some great thinking done on the mat. The place that hipsters go and that has fancy studios with bamboo floors.  It felt like it was going to be a sort of homecoming