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| On my walk to yoga the week after Bowie's death |
Unfortunately, I was correct to think that the stupid snow/cold would keep people from coming to yoga last night. Another no show class. They are the worst. I go all the way there (especially after being tired from staying out late to watch the Superbowl on Sunday and working all day before my class), and no one comes... It's disheartening. I mean, at least I get paid. And an empty room where I can practice, but boo. I like teaching and I had a good fun sequence to teach yesterday, too. The only thing that makes it sorta OK to me is that this never happened when I was ONLY teaching on Mondays, so I always get to think, "I guess I'll just teach my awesome new sequence to my students tomorrow night then." And I get home, shower, eat and get into bed a half-hour earlier than I would have otherwise.
Still tired today, but knowing that all I have to do tomorrow is yoga and then rehearsal is making me feel real happy. Sleeping in! FTW!

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