For the past several weeks I had been extremely occupied - as should be evident by the few short posts that scream "she's too busy to really write something, yet she still wants to!" I had been so occupied that I couldn't rush back in time for yoga classes several times, and had to ask for a month's break from my teacher.
That's fine, she said, but I must practice at home. I was reluctant to promise that I would, knowing I would most likely break it should I make it, but she was insistent. She said it was important that I do at least several sets of the Surya Namaskar (Sun Salutation), if nothing more. I said I will.
I didn't of course - until last night. It was fortunate I didn't say I would do it daily, or even weekly, for that would have meant I'd not kept my word. Lame as it is, I figured if I'd done it once, I'd done it as I said I would.
So, I started with 8 sets of the Sun Salutation. He sat facing his laptop, and smirked at me when he thought I wasn't looking. I moved on to the Trikonasana.
"This the L-Shape pose?"
I can't be certain if I was more amused or annoyed. "No," I said, "it's the Triangle Pose."
I moved on to more poses.
"What is this?"
A minute later -
"What is this?"
It is not customary to talk during yoga, and I should have told him so when I had the chance. I guess I was a little full of myself, and wanted to show off some. Not a wise inclination, as I was soon to find out.
"This is Warrior III."
"What other poses would you like to see?"
He thought for a moment. "The Corpse Pose!" and he grinned. I scowled.
I showed him the Garudasana. "This is the Eagle Pose."
"No claws? Shouldn't the Eagle Pose come with legs extended like claws ready to strike?" and he laughed.
I scowled again.
"This is the Tree Pose," I lifted a leg into the Vrksasana. I wobbled a little; I wobbled a little more; I fell out of balance and landed back on both feet.
"The tree just got chopped down!" he laughed again, very heartily. "Timber!"
My tragedy is his comedy. Isn't this how it's always been? Oh, well...