Friday, the 8th

Friday was a good day. As a full time worker bee, I have found new appreciation for Fridays that I had lost when I was a homemaker. I was truly jubilant when I left the office that afternoon, and excited about the prospect of the weekend ahead.

That excitement carried into my yoga practice. I felt like I was rising up out of my legs while I stood in Warrior Two and Triangle. Chutarungas felt empowering, and upward dog felt energizing.

Friday was the kind of day that makes you addicted to yoga.

Namaste