Day 5

Woke up damn early, I saw dusk turning into dawn once again.

Shaky stomach, no other immediate symptoms.
Inhalation, quick breakfast, two eggs on toast.
One coffee before, one during the meal, then off to the long-awaited yoga class.
Water, as dehydration is physically felt.

The class was intense, exactly how I like my yoga.
Mo made us wake up for sure, we did some power-yoga for about 40 minutes before the first rest.
I and my body both truly loved it, and my spirit couldn't help but join.
Then the muscles started to crash.
Actually, I had noticed quick jerky movements in the morning, at times my muscles just made uncontrolled movements, like last night.
Now they were strained, under pressure and weren't quite up for the task.
When we came to positions that combined power with balance, I was struggling a great deal to keep up.
Couldn't find my balance as I was unable to focus on one point ahead of me: my attention was bouncing off the walls and the mirrors, suddenly my mind was boggled and my spatial orientation was not even a memory.

Unanchored, my ship was shown around at the mercy of the waves.
Mo had noted before that I was hypomotive [?], now there was no doubt about that.
But refusing to give up, the efforts eventually yielded the desired position in each case.

Sweating profusely from minute 1, I could hardly wait to lay down, even the sitting exercises required great concentration and awareness.
All in all I was able to keep up with the class and perform at top, but I was working pretty fucking hard as if my life depended on it.

I knew why I was there.

My body was being relaxed gradually, except for my upper back and neck area, especially between the shoulderblades.
Kept drinking water, I couldn't have possibly gotten thru without it.
Smart move, should remember that. Even now I'm feeling like a dried-up and empty pot.
Meditation was wonderful, and gave me a chance to work it all out from my spine.
I used a block to make my back arch back as I lay, going up and down on my spine like a an elevator that's stopping on each floor and making hangs out a while to see if anyone wants a ride that is virually taking the stairs without a workout, in a box.

At the end of the class I wasn't quite ready to go out on the street, however nice the day seemed...