my zen is frustrated

I had my mental clock set last night. 8:30 yoga class, 8:30 yoga class, 8:30 yoga class. I am usually up by 7 every morning, 7:45 at the latest. Last night, I was speaking with Deanna and then watched my tape of American Idol, so I was up very, very late.

My mental clock went of at 5:50. No, too early. I hit the snooze button on myself and went back to sleep. My head started ringing again at EIGHT O" CLOCK! I flew out of bed, washed my face, brushed my teeth, pulled my hair in a pony tail covered by a hat and took off.

The gym is only 10 mins away and I got there with about 8 minutes to spare. I walk in, to the back where the class is and no one is there? Since this is my first yoga class ever, I wasn't sure how it would go. I haven't "really" worked out there since I joined. Coming off six days in a row, there wasn't a lot of time.

I did meet with a "trainer" who took me through some lunges and a couple of other leg movements. Let me just say, My thighs were killing me for two days after that. The "trainer" was a joke. They work you hard, then try to get you to pay for a personal trainer. Unless you are going to physically come to my house and get me, to make me go, I'm not payin'.

OK, back to my zen. Still no one there, so I walk back up to the front and inquire about the class. She looks, yes, there is a class today.

at 9:45.

The 8:30 class in on Fridays. OK, good tip. I come on back home and now have about 30 minutes before I try to get my zen back :)