Today we stopped by the Apple Store on the way home from San Antonio.  Got a new charger and battery.  (They totally hooked us up with those so we bought me a new iPhone case and car charger [damn 3G battery].  It’s a weird thing in retail.  If someone hooks you up with something free, it’s polite to spend money.  Like tipping the waiter for the the full amount even though you had a coupon.)

We’d talked about just watching Quantum of Solace at the mall to avoid rush hour I-10 traffic.  (I saw my first Bond movie ever earlier this year and it was surprisingly good.  I’m not saying they’re all good, I’m saying Daniel Craig looks good in a bathing suit.)  But after the Apple visit, I couldn’t decide.  I read earlier that the yoga studio I go to was finally open after Ike shut it down.  So yoga was an option for the evening, and I wanted to go.  But I didn’t want to sit in rush hour traffic.  And should I go to beginner at 6:15 or advanced at 7:30?  If we went to the movie, would I still get home in time for the advanced class?  And it was 5pm, maybe there wouldn’t be any traffic?

“Dude, I am Indecision 2008.”

“Yeah, you are. Do you need to meditate?”  (This is Dave’s clue.  When I can’t make up my mind about something, I need to make my way to a cushion.)

“Definitely.  Let’s go home.”

So we did and I sat for an hour.  It was difficult after the weekend, but good.  Then I got dressed for yoga and walked the .6 miles to yoga.  I walked in at about 7:15, plenty of time before the advanced class.

I sat down and played a game on my iPhone and then looked at the clock.  7:36. (Funny how I can play an iPhone app for 20 minutes, but some days 20 minutes of meditation feels like 2 hours)  That was weird.  Paul never runs over.

Then a thought occurred to me.  Maybe class was at 7:15?  And I’d actually been a few minutes late?  And now I have to walk in 20 minutes late?  I let that wash over me.  I could leave . . . quietly get my things and just go.  But I didn’t.  I opened the door and asked if I was early or late, because I’d been waiting for about 10 minutes . . . Paul invited me to join the class.

The classes are now 6:30 – 8pm.  Good to know.  So I did yoga for a whole 20 minutes today.  Which, sadly, is better than the last embarrassingly long amount of time since I did yoga!  I’ll still be sore, watch.

Update on equanimity for today and yesterday:

1.  Yesterday in the car my foot began randomly throbbing/tingling.  I didn’t move my foot or attempt to rub or scratch it.  I simply observed it.  Success!!

2.  Yesterday went hiking and there was a curvy part that went uphill for about a mile and it was hard and tiring.  Totally neglected to observe the sensations, just craved the ascent being over.  Fail . . .

3.  Today, in one of my finer moments, I went to clean up the mess I’d made making hot chocolate at my cousins’ house.  I went to pick up the grate on the stove so I could clean under it.  First sensation: why won’t it move?  Oh, because the grate covers 2 stove things, not one, and I put the pot over the other one to cool.  Second sensation:  FUCK!!!  Yeah, the grate was still hot because – DUH! – I’d just finished making hot chocolate on it.  I actually observed with a bit of equanimity the sensation of fire spreading down from my fingertips into my hand.  Woo!

4.  Observed my sensations when I realized that I was possibly late for yoga.  Heart beating faster, quickening of breath and rise in body temperature.