Mmmmm Mmmmmm, Friday. Here you are for me to love all over again.
My 'work' this weekend is some intense Teacher Training with my friends over at Yoga Bridge.
Cannot wait....I'll let you know how wonderful it is.
But in the meantime, to keep my Are-We-There-Yet brain occupied - here's what I did:
Went to my friend's class on Wed morning. As a teacher, yes, I risked (and received) ridicule when I rolled in with a mat in this condition. Well deserved & well worth it, too.
G.L.O.R.I.A.'s class stretches, heats and tickles my whole asana. Any teacher that tells me to reach my right leg to Kountry Donuts while my abs are on fi-yah is my compadre.
I cooked some stuff.
I love Maya Tiwari and one thing I learned from her is the power of music. When anything in the kitchen is being created and lovingly scorched, I have music playing.
The healing energy is infused into the product and whoever is on the receiving end - gets all the love!!
(I honestly believe The Man doesn't notice blackened toast if I was loving him and shattering glasses with my squalling while I made it)
there you have it. Real life with Honey, No No.
Check the studio or contact me for Sore Muscle Stuff and Chest Rub Stuff.
It's that time of year, kiddos!
Thanks, Carol, for the beauties in the studio.