Yoga: You want to come over later and do some downward dog?
Me: You know the last time I came over, you started with downward dog and then things got a little wild.....
Yoga: I would not call The Pigeon wild, you have got to center yourself and breathe through the pain
Me: Pain, that's just it, I'm supposed to be blissed out when I'm hanging out with you and yet after 15 years, still so much pain. Also, while I'm at it, I still can't touch the floor when I'm bending from the waist down. A lot of broken promises, yoga.
Yoga: You want to talk broken promises? You think I don't know about running, undoing everything we have done together? And what about tele-skiing? You couldn't even enjoy the child's pose because of what you did. Don't deny it. Namaste my ass.
Me: Now the truth comes out. You need me to give up running. By the way, running is perfectly happy for me to do all the poses I want. Seems like running might be a bit more enlightened than we thought, heh?
Yoga: Running will leave you as soon as your joints go, you know it, I know it. I'm in it for the long haul. So you don't get butterflies or a big adrenalin rush. Those things are distractions. I'm not going to beg but know that when you are broken, battered, and bruised, I will be here waiting.
Me: I do know that yoga, I do know that. Maybe we should go away for a few days together. I could work on pigeon and you could work on that temper.
