Is it me, or does yoga time always fly by? Sitting in lecture for my CNL class is just torture because time drags so slowly, but with yoga, I barely blink, and then I have to stop.
This morning I got up thinking I had time for about 20 minutes of yoga. Not much, but better than nothing. Forty minutes later, I was so bummed that I couldn’t keep going, but the kids were getting hungry for breakfast.
Because the sun was finally shining, I decided to start with suns, but I was so stiff and unlimber that I stopped and just got on the floor to do Kath warm-ups (wind, hamstring, etc.). Oooooohh, those twists felt so good that I ended up incorporating several into my practice. I could just feel all those toxins squeezing out of my liver and kidneys. Incidentally, when I returned to doing a few more suns, they felt ever so much better.
Now the kids are at Grandma’s, so I can do yoga as long as I want tomorrow.