Road To Mysore

I finally got my digital camera yesterday. A friend of mine helped me chose the camera because I had no clue what I needed to get. I settled for a Fuji camera, nothing fancy, hopefully functional. I’m glad to say I stayed within budget and didn’t get carried away. Now I need to figure how to use this damn thing. I could read the manual but I’m too lazy. My friend is going to sit with me and give me a crash course. I’m a visual learner so reading manuals can be frustrating.

Last night my neck and shoulders were bothering me. I was lucky because Ryan was free so he came over. I have never gotten any work done from him but I’ve heard a lot of good things about him from other therapists. I’ve spoken to him a couple of times and I could tell that he had this quiet confidence. I was not disappointed. He was really good. He did some things I’ve never seen or felt before. He went painfully deep. I know where most of my knots are but he found knots I never knew existed. We talked briefly after the massage and will probably trade in the future. I’m sure we can learn from each other.

I slept well last night but woke up really sore. I think it was a combination of the deep tissue massage I got last night, all the yoga I’ve been doing and the 8 massages I did this weekend. The yoga gods took my body away and replaced it with an 80-year-old body. I was so sore all over that I could feel pain in every little movement. It was a very slow practice and I was conscious of all the aches and pain. I wasn’t tired but I felt like an 80-year-old yogi. I hope they give me back my body tomorrow.

I spoke to Amanda briefly before she started practice. I wished her well on her trip. She leaves tomorrow for Mysore. As I was leaving the shala after practice, I glanced at her to wave her goodbye. She gave me that “I’m going to Mysore smile�. I’m so happy for her.