Warrior II & Downward Facing Dog.

I went to a yoga class tonight. It was the perfect way to make me feel completely out of shape. And it was one of those hot yoga classes where it’s about 90 degrees inside the studio. Luckily, our instructor turned off the heat since it was about 85 degrees outside.

One thing stuck out from the class. The instructor said something about “sticky thoughts.” I forget the word she used, but she described them as thoughts that enter your mind and you keep going over and over them. Besides thinking about not falling on my ass, I had a lot of these “thoughts.” From across the room, I could actually feel my BlackJack lighting up in my purse with e-mails. I kept thinking about my upcoming travel plans. I even thought about what to eat for dinner when I got home.

I have four more classes (in my trial) to clear my mind. And stand in tree pose without wobbling.

Tagged as: yoga. sticky thoughts.