tonight, a new friend from our new-ish neighborhood joined me for yoga tuesday. i got there *really* early, she got there right at 6pm. we didn't manage to practice next to each other, but i'm still glad to have had company.
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i tried to be active in my poses, but i got tired. i got into side angle pose and felt so strong and long and reached my arms into the bind and then my legs shook and my foot cramped and i had to come back out. this felt like a practice of fits and starts.
as i chatted with my girlfriend and J after class, she mentioned that she sees students who practice forrest yoga progress very differently than students who practice primarily vinyasa flow. i was laughing at myself for being so exhausted tonight and she said, well, you just don't know what you did yesterday that could have affected your practice.
ah! just now am i realizing that the fact that i was up until 11pm last night and didn't sleep well and ran a 4 hour meeting today might have effected my physical ability this evening.
have you had a moment like this? it certainly helped me this evening to share the experience with my friend, but also with the instructor. it feels good sometimes to know that progress comes in pieces and there are a million reasons why one could not be operating at 100%.

