rage against the machine

so class is hard. this morning i felt like i was literally raging against the machine. every time i went deeper into a posture it was like pins and needles and a flush of hot blood to my muscles. aching aching muscles. it could also be lack of sleep and just adjusting to this schedule. but man - what a beat down. after class i went to the salt water pool and i was the first trainee there so i felt lucky to have a solo dip in the cold refreshing water. a nice contrast to the daily beat down of the room. after class i feel like someone kicked my ass and i have to get up and walk again. pretty awesome- right?! so far though no cramping or vomiting. i feel thankful for that. near the end of class there was a huge flux of people running towards the back to vomit. the staff were literally running to get more bags for vomit. cheers to no vomit. 

today we did chula visit breakfast/lunch buffet. it was good. you could literally hook me up to an iv drip of green juice and watermelon and i would be happy. all the yogis look so wiped after class. there is a definite divide of hotel guests and yogis here. it is kind of funny. i'm sure they think we are crazy. at this point i kind of think i am crazy :)

here is a pic of me clearing out what i call the 'fear demons' before class. you know the fear demons- the voice inside your head that say you can't do this- there is no way you can survive. radiohead really loud helps me erase those little devils. one of my favorites to listen to before class is david bowie-under pressure. music, prayer and meditation have really been my saving grace here. it is amazing how music can instantly change your funk. another pic of me (so glamorous after a few hours of sleep) kara, and the birthday boy issac!! i had to give my shout out to the man!

happy birthday issac!!! heres to the funny man who has kept us smiling throughout this wild crazy adventure. chutney love!