Day 1 "choices"

Bare with me as I am playing catch up after a busy week.

Sundays to me are always a fresh start. And for some reason Sunday April 17th for some reason just seemed to work. In the morning, I have been spinning at ponte vedra inn & club for the past 2 years. But lately, its been hard to even go to that class. I ate breakfast at about 7am, and headed over to the gym getting there at 7:30ish. I plugged myself into a elliptical and struggled through it. My mind was racing, and I couldnt get focused. Somehow I managed to push myself through an hour at a low resistance (3-4). I knew it wasnt my best workout. I debated going home and thought what would I do a home, a whole big pile of nothing. My wii wasn't working and I new I would just go home watch tv and probably veg. So I managed to talk myself into staying for spinning and glad I did (as I always am) and was suprised to see merlynn teaching for zena. Merlynn kinda mentored me while I was trying to get some spin classes to teach after I got my certification to teach group exercise and spinning in October. She is high energy, and has great music, she is also really observant (while she is spinning, and teaching) and told me a couple times nicely to relax my shoulders which were creeping up towards my neck. Sunday is distance cycling at ponte vedra, and is 75 minutes of a non-stop workout, no breaks, no recoveries. I really have to pace myself to get through which I am learning how to do. At about 10:30 after stretching I called my grandmother because my aunt, uncle and 7 year cousin had come in the night before and were staying with my grandmother. I asked if I could come by and they said of course, so I showered at ponte vedra and headed straight over there. It was nice since I got to spend some time with my aunt, uncle and cousin by myself. My uncle and his family (my mom's brother) were coming later in the afternoon. I didnt expect to spend so much time there but
I ended up heading back towards the beach at around 3. As I was pulling up to ponte vedra my dad called and asked me if I was coming to dinner at my uncle's house for my cousin (this is another cousin on my dad's side) I told him what dinner? What time? Frankly, I was annoyed since I had just driven 40 minutes back to the beach and driving back into town (another 35 mins) really wasnt something I wanted to do. Plus I knew I was teaching tomorrow (Monday) and needed to not be staying out late, as I explained this to him calmly, his voice got louder and louder and I finally said I had to go and hung up the phone. I felt bad, and throughout my practice my thoughts kept coming to our phone conversation. I am a people pleaser, but I know that I can please everyone since I suffer in the process. I couldnt even remember the last time I took class instead of teaching it, I might have been 10 days ago. Mia teaches this class and she is one of my favorite teachers, she knows how to balance spiritually & wisdom with a hard challenging class. She uses the ashtanga style of power yoga, which is extremelly challenging pyschically. We do a bunch of sun salutations usually 5 modified sun salutations, 5 sun a salutations, 5 sun b salutations. warrior sequence, standing postures and balances, seated postures, core postures, supine postures. I was amazed at how good my jump backs and jumps throughs were. (jumping with both feet from ragdoll to high plank, or jumping from dog dog to ragdoll) this is no easy feat, and I have been practicing them for 2 plus years, and most of the time they are sloppy. For some reason my jumps were so clean, smooth, quiet. Mia even told me "Good Lisa". And just like that, yoga become slightly addictive again because I knew in my next class I wanted to do my clean jumps. Haha...this is not always the case as I tell my students that no day or even time of day is the same for various reasons we cannot control. That's the power of yoga, you have to let go and loose control.