Day 19 & 20

Sunday I went to the gym with my husband instead of a yoga class.  I did the elliptical for 30 minutes and then some upper body weights.  I was surprised by how boring the elliptical was.  I liked listening to my music, but there was no processing of information or direction.  Just the steady (pretty boring) movement of my legs.  I did weigh myself at the gym since I don't have a scale at home and I have lost a few pounds.  I'm always skeptical about relying on weight to judge progress.  But in my everyday life I usually wear baggy, loose fitting clothes so I can't really tell if the fit has changed.  My arms were slightly sore today from the weights.

Today I went to the 4pm class with Saiko.  It was really packed.  Only a foot or so between people.  As soon as I walked into the studio and signed in I grabbed a free spot (I'm lucky I got one, and this was 10 minutes before class).  When I got settled and was resting on my back I started to think about how many people were in the room.  I had some anxiety and became fidgety.  As I've gotten older I've become less and less tolerant in crowds, sometimes coming close to a panic attack.  Adrian and I used to go to concerts a lot...Dave Matthews usually.  The last DMB concert we went to was at the Gorge (an outdoor amphitheater) about 2 years ago.  It wasn't so bad early on in the day.  We sat near the top of the hill.  No one was around us and I felt comfortable.  But by the beginning of the concert people had closed in around us.  I was upset.  Worried a drunken concert goer would stumble into our space or worse, vomit near me.  I ended up leaving the area a couple songs in.  I walked over to the concessions area which was deserted by then, the workers starting to close their booths up.  I sat at a picnic table and cried.  It sucked.  I was at a concert I wanted to go to and all I could do was listen to the music, not able to see a thing.  But that was the choice I made then.  Tonight I stayed for class even though the thought did cross my mind to leave while I still could.  The class went fine.  Some of the postures were difficult with little space, but we managed.  And I'm never a fan of getting sweat flung at me from different directions.  Oh well, I'm pretty sure I fling mine around too. :-)

D'oh, almost forgot my daily dose of Lemon:

Floyd: Well, that movie was a waste of time.
Liz Lemon: I found it moving... my bowels.