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December 12, 2006
Christmas Cookies
Close your ears or, rather, shut your eyes.... I'm about to *gasp* talk about myself on my blog... and it will be un-yogic and horribly infantile of me to say it but, in reality, it happens to the best of the humans and so, it can happen to me.
I hate Dwi Pada. I don't hate Dwi Pada because of Dwi Pada but I hate Dwi Pada because Dwi Pada is my pride pose. Kapotasana Schmapotasana... it's Dwi Pada that frustrates me and makes no sense. I just don't get what I'm supposed to do for Dwi Pada. Or how to do it. I know, I know... I knnnoooowwww... practice and it will come. Yea I know. But, sometimes, you know, those truly self-deposing thoughts surface and go once around the drain before vanishing. I get to Dwi Pada and think, what am I supposed to do, once muscle, what joint, what action in the hip, why, when I get my feet clasped with help, do they immediately go up over my head? Why do people that seem to struggle more than me with other hip oriented postures seem to be able to do this fairly easily .... or, you know, for that matter getting out of bakasana. Afterall, I have truly taken the title of being the only practicing ashtangi on the planet that can't do it.
In other blogs this might be a slam and a jest of ashtangi blogs and the horribly self-serving nature of them but, here at this blog, I just look at these completely irrational and oftentimes quite silly thoughts and think "this is great...." and find some type of lesson. With this little vomit of grey matter I discovered that I often, in my head, refer to people at the studio by what they can or can't do or some other discerning quirk about their practice. This is probably not a good practice as it leads to some sort of inappropriate judgment
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At actual practice today... things were good. It was really crowded and I ended up in a "different spot." It always amazes me how disconcerting this can be. It also reminds me that it isn't a good idea to get into such a rut. Change always pushes the boundaries.
Today in practice Tim teased with the guy next to me about having too many Christmas Cookies while he was jumping out of Eka Pada. It became one of those little funnys that passes around the immediate vicinity. About 15 minutes later I heard the guy report that the reason he couldn't do something I didn't catch was "Too many christmas cookies." I love the humor we have in our studio.
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I am debating getting my hand xrayed. While the bruise went away, the hand is still swollen. It is extremely sensitive to the touch and I am unable to perform a certain hand movement without pain (the hand movement is the one where you reach for your toe in Trikonasana. I can't do it on the left side where I hurt my hand, it is an immediate and searing pain). I suppose it is possible I broke some small bone but I know they can't do anything for that and they will likely say "No Yoga" but, frankly, I'm done not doing yoga... I'll just work around it for now.
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Max is doing great... I am amazed at his intelligence. He's been here for a few days now and only had two accidents in the house. He has slept through the night in his crate next to our bed, gotten up and pottied outside. Yesterday I took him to his first vet visit. He got a vaccine (I had a REALLY hard time with this. I haven't done my research on doggie vaccines and so I just went with the recommendation). The vet said she would agree he's about 8 months old. She said he looks perfectly healthy in all respects and his heartworm and parasites, intenstinal worms test came back perfectly clean. After we got home he started acting a bit wierd, very lethargic and just off ... I was sad I hadn't done more research on the doggy vaccine. He has been fine all day thought. He even had his first playdate with the Maltese next door. They went to town playing and it really freaked me out. I realized I've been so worried about any aggression in Max since he's a rescue that I'm being really, well, lame about it. The dog's owner told me "oh that's just the way they play" but it really tripped me out. I need to start reading some doggy books :)
Max even responds to his name... he comes when I call him for the most part and tonight I gave him a treat chew thing and I asked him to come to me while he was macking on it and he did. I was really surprised. He looked at it a couple times, looked at me, looked at it and then came to me. He clearly made a huge choice! :)
Tomorrow I am taking him to the groomer. I can't practice because of a client meeting so I figured it was a good day to drop him off there.
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I had my big demo yesterday. I rocked it. I was a bit nervous because I spent more of the weekend doing dog stuff than I should have. The "other side" brought in like 7 people. I rocked that demo because, apparently, I made a smart decision. In my mind, I can't think of how there was another option but... I presented a demonstration that was solution based. It demonstrated exactly what the stakeholder experience would be after the solution was implemented. I focused little on technologies, what ran what, what configuration or administrative issues were involved, how much coding, what types of hardware/software/developers you needed or how many past successful implementations I've done, seen or heard of, how many years I've been in the business or what my middle name is. Before the meeting while the competition was talking business, business, business, I talked to the project manager about my new dog and her two miniature schnauzers. I vascillated between confidence and figuring I was about to get my ass handed to me by the Army Of Seven. Their demo was confusing, the stakeholders had to ask how they would do their job, said they didn't get what they were supposed to be taking away from the demonstration. I actually felt sorta bad that I felt so successful.
I have to admit, it was a bit of a high. My boss even asked me if I was feeling it.
Now I get to learn yet another new skill. But first, I had to catch up with life.... and boy did I. At one point in my day it was literally a chaos that sent me reeling for an hour.
The housecleaner was here....
She had to leave to get her daughter for some reason...
I forgot I had a conference call which came in....
At the same time the housecleaner came back with the infant to finish....
The baby was crying
Max was barking at the baby crying
I was trying to get Max to calm down
The vaccum was going
The conference call came in
I'm listening, praying they don't ask me a question, hoping I was catching it all
The nanny came in with the kids
I handed the dog to her, ran back to the office
the vaccum is going again
the baby is crying
the kids are yelling
I can't hear a thing
I run to the garage, just as the new nanny interviewee came walking up the drive
I motioned in her in
to chaos
The next door neighbor came by as I'm stanidng in my garage taking the confernece call... I motioned him away frantically.
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I think we'll give the new nanny a try... change... change always brings lessons... change is good. That's what I'm telling myself anyway!
Posted by ashtangagirl at 11:58 PM | Comments (3)