Running is getting easier. Easier in that I can lose myself in my run. I can run and run and not think, ‘I am running.’ But about other things instead. I haven’t gotten the runner’s high yet and it’s still hard as hell but I am getting there. I signed up for another 5k next weekend. Looking forward to it. Looking forward to life these days and loving my free time. Carpe Diem. This weekend I go Suzanne’s Astanga class. Well I had planned on her class but she isn’t teaching, instead there is a visiting teacher by ‘invitation only’.
I emailed her and she said. “Yes. You come.” I went to the workshop with the visiting Astangi who was willing to give up the donation money to a charity for dogs. Suzanne acted like she didn’t know me when I get there. (Jeez, yogis can be flaky) but she plopped her dog and self next to me so I guess I wasn’t that foreign.) The visiting yogi was a tall youthful fellow no more than 40 years old but more likely in his early 30’s.
He had a quiet presence about him, not comtemplative, just focused. He remembered my name and everyone else’s after only hearing it once. His hair short and blonde and his outfit more athletic than yogic. The practice started after an hour of chanting (which I wasn’t there for) and as we got going I realized that everyone was pretty advanced. In the second or third Sun A he came over to me and said, “What’s your hurry? Trying to get to breakfast?” I guess I had better slow down was my first thought, my second was that was pretty funny and embarrassing. The practice was an hour and 30 minutes which even included part of the second series. Everyone was dropping back into kapatasana like pros. Wow. I am usually one of the few that can do that but everyone was dropping back like it was nothing. He told the girl next to me that she should be practicing with master teacher so and so, she was that skilled. She seemed very surprised and asked him, “me?” Yes, you. He said firmly as he walked away. I left feeling good at the end of the practice, my hair wet from the natural heat and exertion. I was very sore the next day though.