Intro to Second tonight. I've found the spot in the room where the heater just beats down on you. It's about, eh, 3 mats from the far side door on the east side. At one point, just after the 4th Surya B, I thought, I'm not going to make it through this, it was so hot. Nobody else seemed too bothered by extra heat so maybe it was just me. The Intro to Second class still trips me out. I haven't done a practice that didn't involve first series in a long time. There was a time, early in my practice, when doing the whole first series was something I did every now and again and it seemed like it would be a, well, a long day away when doing more than the first series was something I was doing every practice. I've only done Intro to Second a few times now and today, following last night's thoughts, I realized that I'm a little scared about leaving first series behind. It's not that it's going anywhere soon, don't get me wrong, it'll be a long way away before I'm landing Bakasana B ever but that's not really what I'm talking about.. not really the physical, it's the part of the practice that when we blog, we just can't talk about, that part... you ashtangis know it.... as many words as we write, it simply doesn't come out on paper, that internal and very magical part of the practice. It's why I've always disagreed with people who say that talking about the practice takes away the magic of the practice. I feel like I've had some shift, with all these backbends and the actual joy that I know feel about doing backbending. The dread has gone and the anticipation of the experience not in the body is like a new drug. As I was thinking about this I came to the realization that I've suddenly had a very deep mindshift... I've suddenly become one of those people that simply know and believe that this practice "works" (whatever that means)... that the method, the tradition, the series is all there, it's all in there and when you practice, it's all coming.

So when I got home, I had to setup our wireless router, as I sat on the floor banging out ipconfigs I was stretching out, konasana.... The Husband comes in and says "So you just went to practice and you have to come home and stretch?" I told him that I felt like I didn't get that forward bending... attachment...

When I got home tonight I went to say goodnight to The Daughter. I have to tell you that it freaks me out sometimes how someone can be your entire insides lying in their little Hello Kitty bed. Seriously. But what is really freaky is how The Daughter looks at me, I am her everything, I am the light of her world and what makes it go round. It's such an amazing, all encompassing look. The Husband was sitting there and told us how unbelievable it is to watch the exchange, that her whole being is just in me. He says he has never seen that look except with me... it's this amazing little bond.. the one that makes me wake up every night 5 minutes before she gets up and paddles into our room (which is happening, by the way, way too often).

Disneyland tomorrow... the happiest place on earth... the happiest place on earth.. the mantra for tomorrow.

I sorta hate feeling like "its the weekend" just got two days to "live" ... I never used to feel that way, the days just sorta were what they were. I think, honestly, it pretty much sucks.