tired and weak, but...

I'm back home and took a class this morning, my first in 8 days.

I paid for missing classes last week -- my shoulders were screaming in downward dog, my legs ached and arms sagged in warrior 1 and 2; let's not talk about 3. Yikes.

But by the end of class, my body began to respond the way I recall it doing ages ago -- at a time when I was taking classes daily.

That seems like such a long time ago -- and it was -- mid-July.

I have no excuses for my lack of consistency. I managed what I could, and now that I'm back, I'll find my way to the mat as much as possible.

A daily practice takes many forms -- yoga is not just a physical experience. having compassion for myself is one way I know I'm getting stronger...

maybe this time off is an important part of my journey.