an absolutely gorgeous day

Today I tried a new schedule. JianQin called and inspired me to go to 10 am class instead of 2 in the afternoon. We had a very nice lunch at Rodney afterwards. Back to office to do some work and went to 6:30 pm class. See, my work-yoga-sleep schedule works quite well. After the 6:30 session, I am a little exhausted. I gather enough energy to go grab some grocery at Urban Fair and hit home on my comfy couch. I am lucky that I am not hitting bed right away. I am really feeling it. A hot bath? I think that I might have enough energy for it.

Everyday I reached a new level. Yesterday was the "L" stand, well, today I managed to sweat at my wrist. Beads of sweats magically appeared after each strenuous poses. It is hard to believe that holding a position and be still could take that much of you. I tried not collapse before the teacher telling us to move to a downward dog pose or "wutonasana" (a pose that you fold your body up with all your extremities on the floor very close to each other and your head hugs your shim.). Now I treasure these time as they are "relaxing". See, it is all relative. I remember the first time I was asked to do dog pose and wutonasana, I can hardly get there let alone hold there. Now it is a breeze. Something to celebrate for sure. I am not trembling violently while I am holding warrior pose now. If I am in a good mindset, I can even fool people that I am in peace with my pose. My Shaolin martial art teacher should be happy to hear that. I was a very poor martial art student for sure. I am hoping to become a better yoga student.

I do pay a lot of attention to my sweats as I mentioned it over and over again, simply because I have never exert myself to sweat furiously before. What a pampered life I had! Something got to change before it is too late. I hate that I reached an age that I could not afford to exert myself and have to accept my feeble physical state. It will be a great sadness. I am glad that I caught myself before it is too late.

Although my body is exhausted and sore a bit (a nice kind of sore though), I know that it is looking forward to tomorrow's classes. How could I not go to bed in ecstasy and peace? I simply can't. Isn't life beautiful? Yes, I am feeling every bit of vitality in my body and feeling alive. I am loving it. Good night!