a few days ago i began the burdensome task of packing. it started off as a reasonable endeavor. i folded a few t-shirts, unearthed a swimsuit, thought to include a mesh laundry bag. and then things took a radical departure. i was suddenly knee deep in frothy summer dresses and all my fanciest underwear and perfumes and lotions and lace. it required a pair of pliers and the entire weight of my torso to zip my bag. but, you know, i managed to zip it. all is well. except that, while packing for what i seem to think is going to be a nine week honeymoon, i included not so much as one pair of yoga shorts, not one sports bra. i will take a total of 99 yoga classes in honolulu. to my knowledge, i will not go on one romantic outing.
the math is relatively elementary.
i've always had a somewhat tenuous grasp on reality. but generally speaking, i manage just fine. no reason to fix that which i do not perceive to be broken.
that suitcase is a metaphor that i neither miss nor mind.
however....i will in fact be taking 99 classes. i tend to speed past that part of the agenda and skip ahead to, then linger on, the fresh fish i will eat or the lovely breeze that will float in through the windows, and off the pacific, when i crawl into bed at night.
today i am choosing to acknowledge those 99 classes. which means 99 sets of "balancing stick"--which i quite enjoy.
it also means 99 sets of "standing head to knee" which i never enjoy and barely endure.
i need a motto. i think a motto will help.
i have chosen SIX MINUTES A DAY
that is the amount of time i will spend in two sets, two classes of "standing head to knee" a day.
when viewed as such, it seems entirely manageable and almost kicky.
i can totally handle six minutes a day.
maybe my grasp on reality isn't so much tenuous as it is adjustable. like lighting a photograph.
the subject remains basically the same, but it can be exponentially beautified by casting it under a flattering glow.
i'm not good at standing head to knee, but i'm great at adjusting the lights.
1 comment:
Love your writing style. Maybe I'll be one of the people you make fun of at training. I'm keeping a blog too, probably a little more straightforward and yoga-oriented than yours (and thus less amusing, potentially, but oh well). http://bellsonhertoes.blogspot.com
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