I'm on the couch, but...

I was very productive today.

It could have been that I was up at 6:30AM and expected the grocery store to open at 7. But I ran the dishwasher and did a load of laundry. I also made (and ate) a pretty decent tuna salad and played a round or two of Word Twist on Facebook before I headed to Office Depot and the Orthopedist at 8:15AM.

But it doesn't end there...

After driving into the city and back with Randy to do a bit of Epiphany work and then sending off the CA$H grant AND my tax returns, I took an awesome yoga class with Shy at 7th Heaven. Honestly, I am starting to get a little Shy-ed out. Training on the weekends and one or two weekly classes with him. I really need to change it up and get some new perspectives. If classes were not so expensive I would totally do it. Well, that, and right now I am totally booked.

Anyway, I went into class tonight not very excited. However, it was like he read my mind and we did a whole bunch of new things. First we arranged ourselves in a circle rather than him in the front of the room and the class facing him. I saw a few mats down in a circular configuration, but figured they were from the previous class. Nope. When Shy gave the directions I must have made an incredulous face for someone commented on it. The circle allowed us to see each other and we not only requested areas to work on, but introduced ourselves to the group, as well. It was a very loving class. Easy care at the beginning and then a little more heat as we progressed. We did Warrior III as a group in the circle and paired up to do ab work and stretching in balasana. The energy in the room felt great and it was exactly what I needed. During tonight's practice I also noticed increased flexibility in Eka Pada Rajakapotasana II and more quad engagement in my down dog. I love feeling progress.

Needless to say I am exhausted. And the sleeping kitties next to me do not make it any easier. I did promise myself that I would not go to sleep with a dirty sink, so off the couch and in to the kitchen. Perhaps I will decide how I want to "break" my Passover tomorrow night.