Thanksgiving Day practice was absolutely the best place to be this morning. We had a full, sweaty, house.
I decided, on my drive, to surrender. Surrender to the dialogue, to the postures; allowing them to fill my mind and crowd out the internal chatter. E even used Surrender in her coaching :)
As we all found stillness in Tree Pose, the only sound was sweat dripping from all of us, like Oregon rain. It made me smile.
I was distracted by the panicked breathing of my neighbors, had to focus on keeping my own breath & smiling. By Camel, I was only able to do just that: breathe & smile. I wanted to cry otherwise. By Spine Twist I was resigned to my weak; instead E coached me through a beautiful strong finish Why are you doing it like that? You can do it like this, don't believe outdated information.
Ah, perfect. And my challenge is 55% complete.
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In the dressing room:
Bea Arthur (younger & cuter, still Bea-esque) laments she'd worn her yoga clothes under her clothes & forgotten her underwear. General consensus that it's alright, you're just going home, afterall …
In the quiet & empty, after, I lean over to her I'd embrace the sexiness of running around town in yoga pants with no undies! Her face lit up immediately, said 60 is just around the corner and the chances to feel sexy were too few. Own it! I tell her Have fun with it! Commando!
As Bea left, she waved; shining brightly and rocking those yoga pants.
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