And I totally didn't think it would happen that way. It was Friday, it was the end of a long week, I had decided to go that morning because I didn't want to go two days without practicing (which is odd, because normally, I am quite okay with no physical exertion). And, I hadn't been able to eat that much. Or drink a lot of water--I only had about a liter and half before I left. And I got caught in terrible, pile-up traffic, the kind where you don't even get to make it to the ramp for the first 15 minutes, and so even though I left my apartment with 45 minutes to spare for what should have been a 10 minute drive, I had 5 minutes to spare when I finally got to the studio.
And, it was a new studio, and they made me fill out the paperwork before class, and gave me a teeny bit of shit about paying for water after class (accept and let go, accept and let go). And, I was the last person in the room, in the furthest corner by the wall...
And, like I said, it was wonderful, right from the start. I don't know what magic happened--if it was the relaxed, easy, former surfer instructor who really seemed to like his job and really treated the dialogue as if it were actually a dialogue with the people in the room, rather than canned speech, or the smaller studio, or just ME, but once again:
I am IN for this.
The new place let me buy the 10-class challenge pass for $20, because it was my first class there, and I am IN for that too. I'm off to the 4:30 today, and now, I really have no predictions. Just a greater appreciation for magic.
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