Wednesday, November 24, 2010

I can touch my toes- thankful

I'm relatively certain I wrote about this last year but I Decided not to check and to write about it again anyway.

Twice a week I go to a 90+ minute yoga class. It's my favorite. Sometimes I pay babysitters if I must to attend. For that little space of time I do really hard things that feel amazing. The instructors are pretty hard core and every week class gets a little more difficult. Often newbies come and leave half-way through to never-be-seen-again kind of hard core. I love, love, love it. There is something about watching muscles stretch and shake and get stronger every week. There is something about a room full of breathing. Something about focus and stamina and the camaraderie with those working with you, breathing with you. Something perfect.

1 comment:

Emz said...

Twice a week?! awesome.

3 hours of aware breathing. I love it.