I went to toga today for the first time in over 3 years. I used to do Bikram pretty often. Love hated it. Then I got chubbyish, Then chubbyerish. Then I moved away from the place where Bikram was. Aside from a few little stretches here and there at home, I was out of the yoga scene.
Still am out of the scene, but today I had a full class for the first time in years. Felt good. Here's what I noticed.
- My breath is really uneven. The exhale was strong and fairly steady. But the inhale was like grasping gulps, uneven, fast, never really complete, and ticklish. I can;t help but wonder if this doesn't reflect the way I organize my energy and generally live my life. Really good at the giving part. Receiving is a bit harder for me.
- My right side is stronger than my left side. This wasn't news at all. But the difference was bigger than its ever been. I guess without the dedication of practice and attention, things become more so. Bodies in motion stay in motion and all that. Momentum.
- That Cacao Maca Nut smoothie afterwards tasted like Ambrosia. I mean, I know the gods drank that shit all the time, but wow. Pleasure never tasted so sweet as it did after just a little bit of pain. Again, not news, but the experience of a present moment makes it seem new every time.