hot yoga

Day 340: I've Got (yoga) Issues

A little wipe board wisdom at the studio this morningSo I'm back doing hot yoga.  Which is actually where this whole challenge began last January (reacp: my first personal challenge entry) And it's weird.  Things are different.  I've changed.

I still love it and all, but now that I've done other forms (mostly hatha, yin, flow and Bikram.  Would have loved to have dabbled in others, but the classes were too far away or at inconvenient times) I miss some of the moves.

Day 229: Why do *you* practice yoga?

Summer wildflowers near my home. Just something nice to look at while you read."Remember why you practice," Kaili, one of my favorite Hatha teachers, said today as we stretched our IT bands. "Remember your motivation."

Good one, I thought as I tried to get my thigh bicep parallel to the floor. And then I tried to come up with an answer for myself.  Which made me realize that my motivation changes almost every day.

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