If you are reading this - especially given my lack of consistent posts - chances are that you know me pretty well and that I am q to v obsessed with routine.
Well, one of my favorite routines is now in limbo as I rushed home from work tonight to make the 7 PM Govinda hot yoga class...and the yoga studio was gone. What used to be a Hare Krishna gift shop / steamy makeshift yoga studio morphed overnight into two empty rooms with nothing but a cleaning lady mopping the floors. The only word I understood was “Nem.” No.
I really hope Govinda is doing an annual cleaning, but I doubt it given its usual attitude toward cleanliness.
Feeling irrationally defeated, I returned to my apartment to try to google my way to an answer. No dice but I did find the blog of my favorite/most hated yoga teacher, Gauranga. This man is amazing, but he has almost made me cry twice, and I haven’t done that over sports…in a long time.
Please, Govinda, come back to me. You are my happy place.
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That is really weird! xxxx
ReplyDeleteoh no! I was hoping to try out yoga with you before I left. Sad :(
ReplyDeleteYou never told me that drawings of your hands were in a magazine!!! You know I would have gone out and bought all of the copies at the Sherborn Apothecary. I always told you that you should be a hand model--and it happened.
ReplyDeleteYour crazed mother xxxx