Pretty rubbish practice today. I didn’t really get enough sleep after a great night of dancing. I felt totally drained of energy and this was reflected in my practice.

I was unlucky enough to be next to someone with a horribly smelly mat, and on top of that they smelled of Patchouli. I absolutely hate the smell. It is more than a dislike; I feel truly repelled by the stuff. Trying not to smell it meant that I kept subconsciously switching from nose breathing to mouth breathing which doesn’t really work with ashtanga and just resulted in me getting a headache. In the end I flew out to the finishing room after one backbend, and gulped in the fresh(er) air. H asked if I was OK? Um, yes! I didn’t try to explain, I suspect it would just sound petty…

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