Lately, I've been doing my practice spontaneously during the day, but not necessarily in the morning. This has the advantage of allowing me to enjoy more flexibility as I move past my morning stiffness, but it also means that if my plans change unexpectedly, I can miss my practice.
That's what happened on Sunday. I was out late on Saturday so I decided to sleep in a bit on Sunday morning before heading to my volunteer shift at the soup kitchen. When I arrived, I discovered that I was invited to a party. A small gathering for the 'core group' of volunteers was scheduled in the afternoon. I raced home after my shift, stopped by the store to purchase appetizers and replenish my baking supplies. Then I spent the afternoon baking my Fabulous Butter Cookies. Very mindfully, I swear! ;-)
But, no practice for me.
I did make it to the mat on this morning for a full and very intense hour-and-a-half practice. It was neither good, nor bad. To sum up: I just worked very, very hard. Sometimes, hard work in yoga is far more satisfying than having it all come very easily.
Here's an asana tidbit: I've stopped using blocks completely during my practice. I can now put my hand on the floor in Parivritta Trikonasana (a victory of yoga over tight hips and hamstrings) and I'm finding that I enjoy Parsvakonasana more without the block (a victory of yoga over tight shoulders). I'm doing Parivritta Parsvakonasana with hands in prayer position at the chest. Things are coming along!
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