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Mysore practice this morning. On Mysore days, I get up at 4:30. This morning, though, I was awakened at 3:30 by the sounds of an astonishing deluge. My mind was sleepy, and my first thought was of my fuzzy slippers and how they would get wet as I walked out to the car. I think first-thoughts of the morning are most amusing. They tell me a lot about where my mind is at. Lately, it seems I have anxious thoughts first thing in the morning. Not sure how to adjust that, though awareness of it is a kind of step, I suppose.

I thought about the camera on my way out the door, but didn’t take it. I was busy being anxious about whether I had enough gas in the Jeep to make it to the gas station for a refill. And I also ditched the camera because I didn’t want the pressure of “looking” for a good shot. I like the idea that if I wait, good images will appear. And one did. The moon, almost full, in a cloudy sky. Oh wait, I ditched the camera so I wouldn’t be pressured. Hmmm. Obviously there was a flaw in my logic

Practice was HOT. Volleyball Guy cranks the heat on cold mornings, and I love it. It was the first time I’ve felt really warm in days. Yay! I was telling The Cop last night that I have huge respect for people who maintain practices in cold climes. I don’t know how you people do it.

During urdhva dhanurasana, Volleyball Guy decided to have me do the pose with two blocks under each foot. Ah, a challenge at 6 AM! My inner monolog was very clear that it is NOT SAFE to do backbends with my feet on a stack of blocks. It was kind of fun, though. And I could get my arms straighter. Especially when Volleyball Guy cranked on my upper back by pulling it away from my feet. Yikes!

Then dropbacks. At which point I felt nauseous. Was my nervous system kicking up a fuss? I know I used to get nauseous when I lifted really heavy weights for reps. This, though, mostly just felt like I shouldn’t have had my coffee.

Is that possible? Could I make my way to practice without the benefit of coffee? I’m trying to imagine, but it’s very difficult. I really don’t want to give it up, but I really did feel awful this morning. I don’t want to hamper backbend progress by my unwillingness to give up the coffee. On the other hand, I would hate to give up something I love SO DEARLY if it isn’t absolutely necessary.

I might try tomorrow at home practice. It’ll mean I can sleep in for the amount of time it usually takes me to drink the coffee. Mmmmm. Now I’m starting to feel a little sold on the idea…