Posted in ashtanga yoga on 03/21/2007 08:18 am by karen
When I got to practice today, Volleyball Guy was in the hallway. Mentioned that he will be out of town for two weeks, leaving at the end of next week. And next week, instead of a Monday / Wednesday / Friday schedule, it’ll be Tuesday and Thursday. I told him that I would be in NYC at the end of next week, so will only see him on Tuesday.
“And when you get back from your vacation, Mysore is back to Monday / Wednesday / Friday?”
No. Apparently not. Just Tuesday and Thursday. Not enough people to make three days worthwhile, I guess.
Obviously, this gave me some things to think about during practice.
1) Why do I feel abandoned?
2) Maybe I can get more people to practice Ashtanga.
3) Other cities can support Mysore practices — where are the Phoenix Ashtangis?
4) Hey, now I can drink coffee before practice, because if I’m mostly practicing at home, I can feel sick during backbends, and if I barf, well, I’ll be at home.
5) I wonder if this is all very discouraging to Volleyball Guy.
6) Why do I feel abandoned?
7) Why am I so wound up about this?
I spent a good bit of time thinking about whether this turn of events is good or bad. I knew we had the Volleyball Guy vacation time coming up, and I was ready for home practice. But changing the Mysore schedule is something else again. I have a weird attachment / detachment thing with Mysore practice: just driving over today, I was thinking how good it’d be if we could have it six days a week. On the other hand, when I am off from regular Mysore practice, I really get into home practice, and it can be hard to go back.
In the end, I just told myself that I’m gonna have to wait and see what happens with all of this. It’s not like I don’t have my marching papers: primary and then intermediate to supta vajrasana. Five times a week. And on the sixth, primary.
Not like that isn’t enough to keep me busy.
I do, though, like to have Volleyball Guy around for moral support.