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March 25, 2005

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Well, the MYSQL database for Ashtangi.NET crashed tonight... I think everything is a-ok now... I guess we'll see :) Sometimes I love being techie, sometimes I wish I lived a life of technical oblivion :)

Random thoughts from my day:

Sometimes when I have help on my way to that other state of mental discipline and I'm relaxing in the bath I find some tangent of the truly physical part of yoga... if I keep my inner thighs rotated in, press here, do this then WOW that's it. Part of my problem may be that I simply don't get enough of that click when I'm on the mat... well, not a problem, just not how yoga is for me which is a-ok... sometimes though I have to remind myself of that.

My son is simply not a natural athlete... now my daughter, she is... my son, it is so cute for me to watch him play baseball, he's laughing and running in circles, falling to the ground, scratching his crotch in those little baseball pants... but I'm sure some of his teammates are more like "DUDE, the ball is coming!"

I'm sure some of the moms thought I was a little freaky (:>) when I got down on the ground and was doing backbends with all the little 4 year old siblings at today's practice... no really, I did that. Little 4 year old girls can do some amazing things!

Someone today said something nice about me physically... which brought me to remember recent comments by yogis about wandering drishti which led me to make the comment... you know there are some pretty hot looking yogis too... which led me to think about something I've never noticed about myself before. If someone had asked me what my "type" is -- I probably wouldn't have focused at all on physical aspects of what my "type" might be... what I realized tonight was that I definitely have a physical type too and I've never noticed that before. Strangely enough, the physical type I seem to have always been drawn to (think on this D, A and all you other people I've known for two decades) is the long, lanky, lean ashtanga boy body. Now, I've never dated an ashtanga boy since I've been married since finding ashtanga but I found it fascinating that I never really noticed before that I definitely have a "body type" as well. Pretty good even that my husband actually has that body type it's just the first time I've ever seen the pattern before.

I might get to go practice with Olaf next Sunday... I am meeting someone from back East out in Palm Desert for dinner so I thought "Heck, just leave at 7am for dinner and you could probably make the 10am led class!" My husband thinks I'm a fruitcake (but he is going to come with me the reception for Guruji tomorrow :>).

Tonight was a Goddess Party for one of the girls at the studio that is moving away... I had really been hoping to go and make some effort to be part of the larger community but life as a mom takes precedence and my daughter nailed her head on the side of our granite countertop, my kids said we hadn't had dinner together in awhile (I've been eating minimally since Guruji on Tuesday) which led to mommy guilt and here I am :) I don't mind, they give me so much room to practice, they are beautiful.

I just discovered one of my favorite bands is playing The Belly Up in April... I think I have to go... now I just have to convince The Husband to go with me... The Blasters... April 29th... The last time I knew they played here was a very different time in my life, right before I met The Husband, 24 or something, living in Hillcrest, The Alibi was *MY* hangout, the place where everyone knew my name... I used to wear a lot of black, bang my head and wear a silver cock ring around my neck (HAHAHAHAHA that belonged to Bill Blitz) for fun. One day Angel and I were driving to Oceanside and I listened to my messages, one was from some psycho-billy dude that we thought told us The Blasters were playing and the other was from The Husband, singing on my answering machine, Keep Me From Harm (Peter Murphy)... I turned the car around and raced home (that was back before digital answering machines where if someone else called it would overwrite the original message) to get the tape... It turned out The Blasters wasn't what he said ... he said that other rockabilly band that started with a B that weren't worth seeing... but I still have that tape.

Posted by ashtangagirl at 8:12 PM | Comments (4)