Too little of the good thing

Sometimes you have to lose something to really value it. And it's not like I didn't value yoga before - just that taking a break for Christmas (and the jet-lag, and the cold, and the food poisoning) affected me more than I could have predicted. I was nervous, irritated (just ask Dragon) and had trouble sleeping (and I never have trouble sleeping). And most of all, I missed the practice, missed how it made me feel.

But hopefully all my misfortunes are now behind me (my toothache hasn't gotten worse, and I'm grateful for that). Last night I went to Jason's advanced class, and looks like a lot of other regulars have got back to their routine too as there were lots of us oldies in the class I haven't seen in ages. I also had the first outing for my new Lululemon eco mat to replace my old faithful that has started to peel - these new mats are not only biodegradable but they have a textured surface which makes them stickier than your average stickie. I still need to figure out how to dispose my old PVC biohazard... I asked Kristin who promised to find out. And I give full thumbs up for my new mat - some people who sweat more than me say that it's still not sticky enough, but it seems pretty perfect for me (albeit it still smells a bit funny).

Anyway, the practice. A bit more intimate today because the class was smaller, probably due to the elections, but some really good energy in the room. I felt strong again and there was no pain in my wrist, breath was good and it was just a really good practice. I've been thinking about balancing poses a lot lately - mainly because I suck at them. It's been something I've been expecting to become better in time, but there seems to be very little, if any, progress with them. I'm not quite sure why that is - is it lack of concentration or core strength? I'm continuing to work with both.

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