11 October 2011

Day 11: The hoarder

Todays hatha class was packed. Bumper to bumper yoga traffic I tell ya. I arrived and I could only see one space left at the front of the class, right in front of the teacher. I don't mind this, I must be a bit of a teachers pet at heart and like it when I can see exactly what she is doing and she can also see me to correct any dodgy movements. I sit down and try to find somewhere to put my props and the lady next to me, oh my god, she had all her shit round her mat like she was setting up camp for the summer. There are shelves at the back of the room for people to put their shiz, and no-one ever has anything at their mats, but for some reason, all her shiz was with her. Surrounding her on her mat were the following items:
  1. Handbag
  2. Mobile Phone
  3. A pile of necklaces
  4. A pair of socks
  5. Tissues
  6. A ziplock bag full of lollies (I kid you not), 
  7. A cardigan
  8. All the props (3 blocks, a blanket, a bolster and a strap)
Holy shit man, way to ruin any chance of serenity. She kept pressing her phone on to check for action the whole time making the light come on and when we were doing down face dog it actually started ringing but she couldn't see it cause her head was down in the dog. Crazy hoarder mofo.

I simply cannot believe I am on day 11 of this challenge. I thought it would be hard to do yoga, or anything, every single day, but it has actually been a bit of a freedom to have no question about whether or not I am going to do something. Without the luxury of being able to ask myself whether I feel like doing it or not I don't even question it and in the end it's not difficult. Clearly I need to be tricked with a competitive challenge to do anything regularly! I can't wait to see how I am after 40 days! I hope I feel bendy!

My sister Jody told me this story about a friend of a friend in Indonesia that bought a dog online, it grew, and grew, and grew, at an alarming rate and then... it stood up! Um, it was then that she realised it was not a dog but it was in fact a baby bear. We have decided that we want to go to Indonesia and buy 2 baby bears named, bearsy and bearso. It has to be 2 cause they look adorable when they wrestle. Mine is bearso and I am going to teach it yoga.

Inhale bearso, lengthen your spine.

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Rachel said...

WHOA there Mama bear! You will really be experiencing emptiness if bearso comes to stay. Empty cupboards, empty fridge! By the way, the Visit-Friends-in-España-Tapas-Vino challenge kicks off in 2012...


hastamananbanana said...

The España challenge sounds more fun! Yes please! 40 days of tapas & vino blanco q no sea barbadillo! Sign me up! x