I made the decision not to practice today. I decided it was silly to drive all the way to Los Angeles just to practice. With gas at nearly $4 per gallon plus rush hour traffic from here to here, it was silly to do anything but take the train. Sure, I could have moved mountains, lugged my stuff, my briefcase, my mat... etc. but in the end, I just took the train up, worked and came home. My meetings went well. As it turns out, the big demo proving my worth to the company was cancelled. For whatever reason, the decision was made that I could work from home... temporarily. Our current local office is out of office space which is why I work in a secretarial cube (and therefore am surrounded by an inordinate amount of noise). The Powers That Be informed my boss that I could work from home until our new office is finished being constructed... which is sometime around October. This is, of course, better than nothing and I'm very, very happy about it. It sorta feels like waiting for the gauntlet to fall when October comes but there is hope that I'll prove I can do this and, probably more likely, they'll simply forget I'm there.

When I got home the new Ashtanga Yoga book by Grego Maehle was waiting for me. It looks like a wonderful resource... in flipping through it I particularly like the structural diagrams of the muscles involved with each posture. For someone who is completely clueless about the names of muscles, etc., it will be invaluable to read through it. The book documents the first series and the entire second half of the book is an interpretation of The Yoga Sutras. I will post some more about the book once I have enough presence of mind to actually read some of the words... right now I'm so tired, I just need to close my eyes.