We had a large deployment last night for a large company and the deployment went bust. This left me up at midnight, at 1am, trying to figure out the best way to pull it back together. For the record, I never did.

It also left me unable to bail out on the 8am status call with the client and scrambling to get dressed, get a cup of coffee and get out the door in time for Mysore. But I made it! I was determined... and I made it.

It is sorta funny right now to go places because my hair is so drastically different that everyone has to comment on it. It isn't that they can't, KWIM? It's not like I cut a couple inches off or changed the color. It's not that I expect it, it's just people's faces immediately change and then they realize they are contractually obligated to say something. The responses are funny. Some are quite honest and visible and you can tell others are thinking "Damn, that was a stupid decision."

My teacher had to look at me twice before he recognized me. Either this is the haircut or the fact that I've been a horrible horrible student.

As I was setting up, Kiran introduced me to a student who had not done Mysore before and suggested she follow me. I said "Sure, I'm only doing first today." Dum Dum Dum "Only first today?" "Yes, only first today." "Well, let your conscious be the guide." The downed coffee was a bad idea. I had to pee the entire practice but the idea of leaving the wonderfully sweat soaked room to walk to the bathroom was not a pleasant one and so I did not. It wasn't until I approached Setu Bandhasana that I realized I was going to have to let the conscious guide me. When I finished I was instructing the girl next to me on the backbending sequence when I saw the feet... "yes, yes, I'm gonna do it just for you" "don't do it for me...."

But I did it. It wasn't pretty and it didn't feel good. But I did it. I even did Kapotasana. I even did Bakasana A (which I couldn't land on exit) and I even tried Bakasana B (which I didn't come close to landing on entry). But I did it. And you know what they say, the first time is fear replacement... the second time is a piece of cake.

Tomorrow -> no practice. Meetings all day, kids to pick up at noon, kid duty tomorrow night on my own. It's okay, my back is probably gonna need a day off.

In good news - Jenna is coming to town and Steph is coming in August. How awesome is that!