I think I spoke too soon. Last week I had such an amazing practice week, I thought that this week would be no different. I guess I have a very short memory. It's impossible to have a great practice week every week. If I did, then there would be no such thing as a great practice week. It's the whole yin yang concept...you can only experience great joy if you've experience great pain. I actually like the saying...you have to go to hell before you can experience heaven...same concept.
Anyway, I woke up last Monday really tired. I tried to sleep early on Sunday night but I just couldn't sleep. I think it was the combination of having a new laptop and getting back on-line. It was a difficult decision...go to practice or go back to bed. I was aware that Wednesday was a moonday and I figure if I could just hold on until Wednesday, I should be good. So I force my ass out of bed and headed to the shala. The first few sun salutations were painful but as I got going...I was good. Midway through practice, my energy level just dropped. I was running out of gas. I did manage to finish practice though...but I left the shala exhausted. I took a quick shower and headed for work.
On the drive to work, I was confronted with the coffee decision. Drink coffee or pass out at work. There was just no way I could get through the day without coffee...yes, I know I'm weak. So coffee it was.Taking a nap in the car during my lunch break was not even an option. I would have passed out before lunch. I got through the day and got my 8 billable hours...barely.
I got home that night around 9PM and got to be by 10PM. I took some Valerian before going to bed. I was hoping it could counter the caffiene effect. Coffee always screws up my sleep. The Valerian did wonders that night. I sleep like a baby...I think a little too well. My alarm rang at 5AM, I woke up for a second, turned off the alarm...it was a no brainer. Went back to sleep. I missed Tuesday's practice...third practice missed since I got back. I'm not doing very well in this whole transition thing...oh well, worst things can happen.
So I had two rest days. I haven't had that in a long time. It was much needed though. Practice today was just OK. Not great and not too terrible. I seem to be just happy to be back on the floor. Looking forward to tomorrow and what the day will bring...also looking forward to the weekend.