On Friday, I joined with other yogis at my gym for 108 Sun Salutations to celebrate the Fall Equinox. I had no expectation of even getting to 50.
That morning I drove carpool for three toddlers going to preschool. On the way to the gym, I thought about all the things I had to do that day– buy a heap of groceries for about 8 families coming for dinner at our house the next night, laundry, and drafting my pitch for my upcoming writers conference. Plus, I’d only had six hours of sleep the night before due to an especially wonderful time at my book club.
But instead of turning off to the house, I kept driving to the gym.
We did a warm-up, a brief meditation, then modified versions of sun salutations to get us into the groove. Then we flowed from pose to pose, our teachers counting cycles for us.
At number 28, I was exhausted. My arms shook while I supported my torso in plank, then hovered over the ground in chaturanga dandasana. I’m never going to make it, I thought. There’s no way in hell. But we took a break. I came to child’s pose, inhaling deeply through my ribcage, my abdomen, exhaling using my oujii breath. And then we did another ten salutations before another break. And then another ten, and so on and so forth. Nine of us made it to 108 in 90 minutes.
I expected to come home and crash, but ironically, I spent the day so full of energy I could hardly contain myself. I went grocery shopping. I pulled out all the Fall decorations for the house. I revised and revised and revised my novel.
I have never even done a 5K in my life. But last Friday, I pushed my limits to the max, and completed my first yoga marathon. Can’t wait until the spring when we do it all over again.
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Later this week I’ll be attending the Georgia Romance Writers Moonlight & Magnolias conference. I don’t really read romance, nor do I really write it, but the topics of the panels apply to most genres. Also, my novel does have a bit of romance in it– a love triangle, two extra-marital affairs, other complicated relationships. I want to be able to write about these romances with authenticity. Hopefully this conference can help guide me.
Which leads me to my last and final topic. I just ordered my first “writerly” business cards. The last time I had business cards I was a lawyer. But at just about every writers class/workshop/conference someone has asked me for a business card, and I haven’t had any. I think in the back of my mind, I didn’t feel legit about having a business card when I didn’t have a published book. Or even a book contract. But occasionally someone asks for my blog website address or my email, and I don’t have a card. Also, now I meet enough authors who I’d love to invite to speak at an AWC meeting, and then I don’t have a card with my contact info. So this afternoon, I ordered a pretty cool card online with a pretty cool design, and even a picture of myself. And they were cheap.
I’ll post a photo of it when they come in the mail!