my happy place

this morning i walked to yoga (this is a million times more exciting than you know), and tried my first led ashtanga class ever. needless to say i got my ass handed to me, but my teacher was really encouraging and lovely. afterward, i hobbled my sore self up the stairs to the locker room, and tried out the sauna. no one else was in it because early morning classes are usually pretty empty, so i got about 15 minutes of quiet alone time to still my shaking legs and relax my spine after all the twists and binds and crazy contortions my teacher wrapped me into. then i took a shower, and was pleased to find that they had very nice smelling shampoo, conditioner, and body wash, and those giant showerheads that make you feel like you're standing naked in the rain, and extra large towels. i got dressed, did my make up, and then went downstairs and had some tea outside the meditation class. watching people meditate is relaxing. it's also a lot more fun than actually meditating. after my tea, i walked out peaceful and refreshed onto the newly awakened streets of new york. a cabbie honked at me as i crossed the street, but i was too yoga'ed out to mind. so i just smiled. not now, chief. i'm in the fucken zen.