Saturday was a busy day catching up on a month's worth of mail and a variety of other chores. Sunday was an extra-packed yoga day. After the 8:30 am two hour class Pam and I usually attend, we came home for a late breakfast. Soon after I headed back over to attend an early afternoon class that I may be teaching after the first of the year, then had a photo shoot - one of a dozen or so "models" for the next brochure - and then ran downstairs to teach my Sunday afternoon class.
I came home and helped finish preparing supper. Afterwards, I sat down to read and soon felt very drowsy. After trying to stay awake and read, I eventually gave in and laid down on the floor for a while. I never felt that I had fallen asleep, but when I finally did get up it was almost 10 o'clock.
I knew, heading into the fall, that was burning the candle at both ends, to some degree. The steady expansion in my yoga teaching has finally reached the point where I'm thinking hard about how what is a sustainable level for me.
My little Sunday evening crash is another reminder that I do have limits, after all.
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