I wouldn't have minded so much except that my office is about 1/2 a mile from the building where the class was supposed to be held and it was 93 degrees out this afternoon. So, it was a mile's walk in that blistering heat for nothing. After getting back to my office, all sweaty and kinda pissed off, I called the office of professional development to tell them what had happened, and their answer? "Huh. That's weird. You sure you had the right location?" Yup.
It sucks that the first time a yoga class is scheduled for a time I can attend, no one shows, but perhaps in the fall I'll get another chance at it. In the meantime, I was dressed and ready for yoga but there was no yoga. So, I headed home and cleaned up this mess: And decided to unroll the yoga mat in the living room and do one of the yoga programs from On Demand. Of course, one of the reasons I don't like doing yoga at home is demonstrated here:
It starts small like the above -- just edging onto the mat, but it quickly dissolves into this:
And then I'm doing Down Dog with a dog who does the pose way better than I. I managed to shoo him away and convinced him that chewing on a bone was a better idea and then I got a 30 minute yoga flow in. It was a tough one, but man, it felt good and I really needed it.
So, too bad about missing the class on campus, but at least I found a way to make it work at home. Now, tonight, I'm planning on playing raquetball as long as those boys don't chicken out and cancel on me. Since I actually won two weeks ago, I heard that one of them was feeling a little "sick." Hope he mans up and we play.