again

My name is on one of those charts again.
Because I go more when there's a chart. I like stickers.
I'm dedicating this to Grace. Less judgement more acceptance.
Today was good, I pushed too much at the beginning and rested a lot.
Walked out and caught my breathe and got my wits about me.
Stayed a long time in the room at the end.

In that sweaty room is one of the few places I feel powerful.
I used to hate the mirrors. Distracting.
Today I saw that I am not as big as a house, like I sometimes feel.
I have definite borders and I fit within the rectangle of mat.
My legs and shoulders are strong.
I have symmetry.
My feet are smart, reactive balancing machines.

Everything that happens in there has a corresponding life metaphor. 

Breathe, stretch, balance, integrate, open, push a little, back off.

Sweat but don't panic.

When you feel like you might throw up or pass out, get some air.

It's ok, no one is keeping score.

Except you and those stickers.