I only had one moment today. One moment where I didn't retain my smile and I didn't retain the mindfulness that the choice is mine in how I react. I got pissed at work today. Not the first time, no one be shocked. But it is the first time since I decided to change my attitude and I immediately noticed.

It illuminated why we have a hard time sticking to our "guns" if we also try to exercise compassion. So while I may be mindful that my smile vanished and my blood boiled, I still haven't found the happy medium between passion and logic and just accepting what is. I think it has to do with control and I'm not really ready to give up the last bit of the analytics.

Practice this morning was crappy at first. I forgot to blog about how I seriously thought about leaving on Sunday's led practice. The heat and clausterphobia but always in the back of my head "get through this, this is the first rung on the ladder of discipline." I debated this morning too. And then the thing about doing all of first and some of second is the debate over the length of the practice. I could "always" just stop at first series if I get too tired or whatnot. So I debated that too. In the end I just shut up and did my practice. All of it...

That yoga... it always has just the right message.