That's what I gave my practice this morning. I'm so crazy busy that I couldn't see how I could possibly fit in a whole practice and, at the same time, I knew that I was bordering the edge of 7 days without a real practice. I keep forgetting that a real practice is whatever happens in any practice that day.

On the mat... utter pain... knee, stamina, arms... I convinced myself that there wasn't time for second series today. That led me to the question of whether I could even finish first... which led me to the complete ball of lead my entire body felt like and I basically decided ending after standing might be too embarrassing... so I did a few poses of first, 4 backbends, finishing and left.

I don't even remember the last time that I was so filled with everyday living crap that I couldn't practice. That's okay... at least I saw the front of my (very dirt) mat.

At work today I went to a large figure sales call. These are always interesting to me because it is such foreign territory. It is the part of this business that I am least familiar with and where I have the skills to learn. Yet, I walked out with the committment to come back and do a business planning, scope/requirements engagement.

It still freaks me out to think people are handing me hundreds of thousands of dollars to "turn their business around." At times I want to put a big sign on my head that reads "Are you freakin' crazy? All I want to do is go to yoga, feel some sunshine and hang out at home... I'm so not the person to make these business decisions for you." It's like a role to play, a game to solve, a strategy to decipher.

Ego: May be slightly more inflated than after yesterday's beating.

This whole day has reminded me of bakasana.