Mysore yoga

"You only practice until the end of the standing postures since this is your first class."  What? i thought.  my prideful ego was shocked that he didnt think i could finish the whole primary series.  I'm more flexible than most of the people in class, why would he tell me to only do half of the asanas. Ive been practicing yoga for 5 years i screamed on the inside.  Maybe if he saw my dancers pose...or my back bend... Angry and bitter, i stopped when he told me to, rolled up my mat and walked out.  maybe i should find another teacher.  

i woke up in the middle of the night from sore muscles.  My whole body hurts this morning.  Muscles in my back that I didn't know existed are aching, screaming for salvation.  Maybe if I stretch a little ill feel better.  I rolled out my mat and could barely even jump back for the first sun salutation.  Damn it, he was right.  

"In Ashtanga yoga it's really important to practice with a teacher who you can really trust because of all the adjustments."

Just as I stabilized myself in the twisted side angle pose, he can and adjusted me.  Now 75 percent of my body weight is resting on his one thin Indian leg.  Can this thin little man really hold me up?  I'm going to tumble over and we will both fall the the floor!  I grounded my left leg down and refused to twist further.  

"It's really important to practice with a teacher who you can really trust."  

Do I trust him?  I guess it's either trust or switch teachers.  I took a deep breath in and surrender.  My face lifted towards the heavenly skies.  

"Good morning." My landlord greeted me this morning.  "Are you using the kitchen ok? And cooking."

"Yes. Yes." 

"Ah good. I can see, you are looking fat."

What?! Did he just really tell me I'm fat?  Damn it.  The Indian diet is not working well for my figure!