Day 28 (classes 28 & 29): Ok, for real – the universe is finding great pleasure in screwing with my challenge…or at least ATTEMPTING to screw with my challenge. The plan (as always, the operative word being PLAN) was to go to the 6am and 530pm classes today. Did that happen? Well OF COURSE NOT. My alarm went off absurdly early. I hit snooze perhaps one time too many. My aversion to packing in advance (as mentioned in a previous post) does not lend itself well to the snooze button. Nevertheless, I got up and began throwing stuff in my bag and running around my apartment trying to find my shoes, my keys, my phone. I threw my bag on my bed and was jamming things into it when, out of the corner my eye, I saw something moving on my bed. IT WAS A SPIDER. ON. MY. BED. You guys: Maybe I watched Arachnophobia too many times when I was a kid, but I definitely have an irrational fear of spiders and all insects, generally (particularly those with an exoskeleton that crunches under foot, but I digress). Needless to say, precious moments were lost as I first quasi-hyperventilated at the site of a SPIDER ON MY BED, then as I attempted to remove said SPIDER from my BED without getting too close, then as I had to search for the spider that went flying off the bed thanks to my spastic efforts to remove it from MY BED, and THEN as I tried killing it with something that would stifle any potential crunching/squishing noises. YOU GUYS: this took way too long. Because guess who missed the 5:37 train? That would be me. I got on the next red line train at 5:46. I assumed it was a losing proposition, but decided to try my luck anyway. I must have forgotten my luck at home (along with my shampoo) because I got to the studio at 6:02 and the doors were locked. I was too tired, what with my battle against a SPIDER IN MY BED, to even be all that deflated by the locked doors. I gotta say – I was pretty stoked to go home and go back to sleep even if for only an hour. It was an hour I relished…though it took a thorough inspection of my bed for any rogue spiders before I would actually get back into it.
Anyway – after my exciting/terrifying/annoying morning, I resigned myself to a back-to-back 530/730 double. The prospect of making it to a 530 class wasn’t as daunting as on other days, THANKFULLY, and I was able to make it with time to spare (HALLELUJAH!). Joann taught my first class and it went well. I was feeling good and strong and afterwards she even commented on how well I listened to her instruction. It was incredibly validating, especially on the eve of Day 30, to hear such positive feedback on something I have focused on so intently throughout the Challenge. She asked if it was something I had been practicing or if I have always been able to get “in a zone,” and I think it may actually be a bit of both. I have certainly focused my attention more on the words of the instructors, but I definitely get in a zone when I work out, whether in Bikram or running on the Lake Shore Path where I will blindly run right past people I know because I’m so engrossed in my run (or more likely, in the tunes that are accompanying me). Regardless, it felt great to hear that my focus is noticeable to the person leading me through the series. Hearing this feedback mere moments before class 2 really motivated me for the remaining 90 minutes. I got back in the studio and the second class went well. Much like yesterdays back-to-back double, I didn’t feel noticeably more flexible, but I also didn’t feel noticeably more fatigued. It felt like an isolated class and I really couldn’t ask for more.
One day/class to go! Are you caught up? How will you celebrate your finish?