Day 6 - A Cheap Knockoff Version

Today I forgot my yoga mat and didn't realize until I'd biked nearly a mile down the road. :(

I had an important phone call at 9 am. And so, I couldn't make it to my mysore practice at 7 and still be home safely by 9. :( 

I went to a $5 hour class at my local studio instead. What a bummer that was compared to my new practice. 

I had grown disenchanted with yoga. The peace and fulfillment I'd found when I began the practice had dulled. I wasn't pushing myself to grow. I hadn't challenged myself with my practice in months. And pushing myself, doing more than an hour a few hours a week, sounded boring. 

Surrounded by Lulumon, makeup, jewelry and Instagram photos of impressive-looking arm balances, yoga felt empty.  

And then I found Ashtanga. 

"Regular" yoga is the cheap knockoff version of Ashtanga. 

If "regular" yoga is snorting heroin, Ashtanga is mainlining.

But instead of mainstreaming death, Ashtanga is mainstreaming life. 

It's all about being addicted to the best drugs. :)