Skipped Wednesday practice, as I was dead-tired, and sick. I've got a chest infection and cough. Rieko (still can't believe I haven't managed to write about my massage therapy session with her!!) found me some silver, and I'm feeling much better.
Anyhow, here at Tokyo Mysore, Wednesday tured out to be moon-day. So I was in sync with the day off.
Thursday (this) morning got a chance to practice in a nice hot full room again. One spot openned up right in the front near the tiny girl I've been calling Fashoinista, her yoga outfits are outrageous! Today Blue shorts with white polka-dots and yellow frill, with a top which more resembles lingere than yoga wear. (Only in Tokyo I say!!). I waited for her to finish Parsva Dhanurasana, before I did my floppy tiriangMPP, as I may hve crushed her if I didn't. Practice was really nice, lots of sweat (probably more than ever) and really good breathing despite the lungs being all bent out of shape.
Body is starting to feel strong and stable (from practice), despite also feeling kind of tired and run down. This will be my 8th weekend in Tokyo. Might get a chance to do Onsen on Saturday.
I have 2 more night shifts left, tonight and tomorrow. It's difficult eating dinner for breakfast.
Bob Dylan on the iPod, Not Dark Yet, from Time Out of Mind. It's playing as the sun quickly dips behind the western mountains. That album takes a beating, people seems to love to hate it, I like it.