Today I got into my left corner, feeling good after yesterday’s class with Erin I was ready to hit the mat hard. That’s when the heavy breather showed up (yet again) late to class. I am still shocked how others are incapable of being on time EVERY DAY. The heavy breather is an older gent with a good attitude, if he keeps coming maybe he will get his breath under control. I knew I had to go when I hushed him as a breathed into standing triangle posture. I know I should have focused harder on myself & I was but something about the cooler air & his heavy, loud & obnoxious anxiousness of going in and out of postures really fucked with me.

Today I ate:

• Gluten free cinnamon bagel
• 3 cups of tea
• hot chocolate
• beans & humus
• noodles & peppers
• orange juice
• emergency

Funny thing:

I used my old night guard and my thought is killing me.