Back in the U.S. Up and a short practice this morning, in the little covered cabana thingy by the water. It was the first practice that I didn't feel like I'd explode from the hips on any degree of forward bending. The truth really is in the body.

I took 600mg of Motrin this morning and again 6 hours later.... but that was at 1pm and I haven't felt the overwhelming need for it again. I can feel it but it isn't horrendously painful as in other nights. I also was able to put my head on my knees or shins or wherever for the first time since the pains started. The truth really is in the body.

Being off caffeine is sorta wierd. I don't know if it is the mixture of stopping that and the hormones together but I suddenly feel like this wierd fog has been lifted. It's definitely in the body though... the start of it anyway.

I'm getting to that uncomfortable place now with the career thing. I've got a few things lined up that look pretty good but I can't decide where the drive is. I'm just, tired. Of course, the ego in mine just wants to drive ahead. It's the body and the soul that need to slow down. I used to have that fine balance of the two. My friend C said to me on the phone the other day that when he met me I was all about yoga and finding myself... and now I'm this work person and he doesn't really like this me. So totally true.

The rollercoaster ride starts tomorrow morning. I already want to get off but the little butterflies are also part of the fun part.

[Edited to Add: I hid a couple posts. I started thinking about people and intentions and I didn't like what statcounter had to tell me. Think of it like a virtual fly swatter.]