April 25, 2012 Sloth-asana
After a full day of work, I’m back to school for Family Night from 6-7pm. Usually I’d be going to a yoga class, but Family Night runs smack in the middle of my evening classes.
So I’ve sneaked in some chair/desk yoga and a few sun salutations randomly throughout my day. I even held pigeon pose for a few minutes and channeled today’s frustrating moments into a nice hip opening exercise.
“Mrs. Christiansen, what’s the difference between PCP and meth?”
“Why can’t I eat hot cheetos in class? I’m hungry.” (See red grease stains all over my books)
And of course there’s always my lovely potty-mouthed student calling others “dirty twats” and telling them that he “hopes they get run over by a bus”.
Never a dull moment.
I’m choosing to take this all with the bliss and detachment of a sloth.