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Kind of sick practice this morning. Not bad, though. My ayurvedic remedies seem to be staving off the flu that’s hitting everyone at the office. I had loads of energy as I got on the mat. Super cheerful and energetic. By the end of standing, though, felt a little peaked. Fine. Did a bunch of backbends and called it a day. I imagine I’ll be pretty much back to normal tomorrow.

Sat by the bookshelf after practice and had a look at Lino’s book and John Scott’s. Verifying the breath on each vinyasa. It seems my practice gets faster and faster. Am I skipping breaths? Apparently not. Sometimes I worry a bit about how quickly I go. Asked Volleyball Guy about it ages ago and he dismissed the concern. People should pay attention to breath and drishti and bandhas, and the rest will take care of itself. Okay.

Truth be told, when the breath is so strong it just feels like it’s carrying me between and through asanas. Quite a lovely feeling. I wonder if I’m spacing out on it, though. Or if that’s the way it’s supposed to feel. I guess I don’t really trust myself fully, given a past history of enjoying substances that space me out. That’s my tendency, and I guess I feel a need to keep an eye on myself, on my motives. Spacey chick. Vata, I guess.

As far as coffee goes: I’m off the bean. I’m still quite surprised at how it affects my physical and mental reality. I mean, really, it was ONE cup a day. Still, the habit was strong. Perhaps because it was the first action of every single day. I’m not thinking coffee or caffeine is bad. Just checking out the non-caffeinated side of things. It’s different. Not better or worse, just a change.