Day 17

prana /pra·na/ (prah´nah) [Sanskrit] in ayurvedic tradition, the life force or vital energy, which permeates the body and is especially concentrated along the midline in the chakras.

I am kicking mad!  I should not watch or listen to too much news!  The things people do?!  I felt the anger driving my yoga poses, squeezing me tighter and longer.  I could feel the same fire that keeps me up at night sometimes, the fire I try to ignore that makes me want to drive too fast, or argue just to argue and win.  That fire drenched me in sweat and strengthened my muscles and wore me out!  What a good feeling.  I topped it off with another sprint and plyometrics workout!  Grrr!

I have avoided this fire at times in my life b/c I feel it’s the fire that makes me walk on people and not slow down and listen, to myself or others.  Today I see it also as the driving force in my life that makes me get up and do the hard work and finish the job.  I have this fire in spades and I’ve been trying to ignore it or push it away.  I don’t have to do that.  I don’t have to fear it will burn me out or run over others, instead I can just put it to good use in completing projects and hard work outs.  Then I can go back to sleeping at night!  🙂


Moon Day

Today was a bit slow.  I had to convince myself to keep going a half a dozen times.  Tired.  I’ve been doing a lot during the day trying to stay more active.

I looked up moon days.  Twice a month you are supposed to monumentally slow down the practice if not completely forgo the practice.  This happens at the full and waning moon times.   I thought maybe it was today.  I was feeling like the moon and ten more things were sitting on top of me.

Night night

Feeling tired today, but completed the practice entirely.  Felt nice.  Then I went out and did some sprints in my “barefoot” shoes.  I LOVE TO SPRINT!

Happy day to all!


Day 14

Completed.  I feel a little sore in the hamstrings and shoulders from yesterday’s class.

14 Days of yoga.  It hasn’t gotten easier to get on the mat.  It has gotten harder to think of not doing it altogether.


Day 13

I took a primary series, led ashtanga class this morning.  Strange to go back to a place (meaning an ahstanga class) I’ve been so many times as such a different person.  Now that I’m a mom.  I’m so much more humble.  I’m so much more careful of my body and listening to pain.  I did the same practice that could make me throw-up practically when I first did ahstanga, but it wasn’t that physically hard.  I guess I’m stronger?  I don’t think so.  I’m considerably less flexible.  I think I’m just more relaxed so there is less effort.  It’s very interesting.  I enjoyed doing a class led by someone else.  I enjoyed how informal the place was.  I missed working so hard I felt completely spent for the rest of the day and relaxed.  Instead it is just business as usual for me.