I chose to drive to Denver on Monday. I could have stayed in Santa Fe and spent time with friends. My departure tour could use some love. Yet, I wanted to drive up, drop some things off and see the city. I guess I wanted to remind myself of what I would be looking forward to. I want to be home.
I contacted Maghan that I would be heading up with a car load of my belongings. I researched some of the yoga studios in the city and found that I knew two instructors at a studio I was unfamiliar with. My goal was to surprise one of my old colleagues/friends by attending a noon vinyasa class on Tuesday. I remembered to pack my mat and clothes or so I thought.
Monday, I met Jenn for dip duo and wine. Lovely way to spend an afternoon in Denver. Overcast and patio dining. I returned to Maghan's house and picked up a few things for dinner. He was working and so my intention was to have a late light dinner with him.
The next morning, I found coffee at a local shop. Super cute space. They offer coffee, beer and whiskey. Semi-odd combination but works. I mean, did I want a whiskey shot at 9 am? I opted for the coffee.
I knew there was a noon class near the RiNo. I packed my bag and realized that I had forgotten yoga pants. Silly! I dumped all of the contents out of my bag, hoping, to find work out pants or shorts. I have other clothes at Maghan's since I am storing my stuff there til I find my own spot. I rummaged through those clothes as well. I had multiple yoga tops, bras, etc. But no pants.
At this point, it was 11:10 and the studio was downtown. I was too far east to make it to the target and the yoga studio. I figured the yoga studio would have pants for sale. Yet, do I want to spend $100 + on a pair of pants to attend a class? I thought about the time and the stress that I would be embarking on. Unnecessary traffic, parking, buying pants and attending a class.
So, I chose to skip the class. I figured we could walk around downtown to enjoy the day. Did I miss the yoga? Absolutely! I know that I would have benefitted, greatly, from attending the class. Plus, the surprise factor would have been epic. That will have to wait for another day.
Thankfully, I did manage to attend a class this morning. Tomorrow will be a mysore class and then Saturday, I will attend a vinyasa class. I recognize that I build so much more strength from ashtanga. My practice has solidified. However, I enjoy vinyasa classes with music. Always have. Probably always will. I can completely let go and find myself lost in the music, breath, movement. Especially, if the instructor is a talented sequencer. I found several instructors in Phoenix that I enjoyed. Thankfully, I will be in Phoenix in a few weeks to finish my teacher training and take in as many vinyasa classes as I can.
In two weeks, I will be home. I am excited for this new journey. Nervous, scared, happy and mostly excited. I enjoy starting over. But, this is returning to a place I have called home and beginning again. A little different. I am super excited to see friends and what the city has to offer. Definitely something new.
Yoga was an epic fail on Tuesday. In its place, I walked downtown, discovered new eateries that I will become a regular at and enjoyed the day. There is always tomorrow.