There's a big difference in my body when I practice in the morning versus in the afternoon or the evening.
It seems the best classes I have are when I practice around 3pm or 4pm. The evening classes, 6pm and on, are fairly strong for me too. In both cases, my body has been awake for a few hours and is stretched out a little more. The only problems I seem to encounter in these classes is that if I've eaten or had something other than water less than three hours before the class begins, I end up getting a feeling like I want to vomit. (Yep, right during Standing Head to Knee, as I am trying to get my hands "bucketed" around the bottom of my foot.) But despite the "vomit" feeling, I feel good in the afternoon and evening. But mornings? Ugh!
By "mornings" I mean the following:
- Get out of bed.
- Brush teeth.
- Pull clothes on.
- Head to the studio for class.
When I practice in the mornings, I literally roll out of bed and head to practice. I may have a glass of water before I leave the house... But often I don't. I just don't have time. And I walk into the studio for class with a dehydrated and creaky body.
My bones play their "snap, crackle, pop" melody for everyone standing around me. I can't get my back to arch and "go back, lean back, way back, more back" in the Half Moon series. Even after most of the class goes by, I have trouble with Camel. Then Rabbit pose comes along, and I can't tuck my chin far enough into my chest to get the stretch going down my spine.
"I should be warmed up by this point!" I tell myself. But I am not.
And that is how classes go sometimes. "Lifetime practice," they call it. You can practice for many years, and you're going to have days where you struggle. Today was one of those days for me. But it won't prevent me from taking another morning class next weekend. I just hope that by then, after practicing for over eight days, my body will allow me more freedom in flexibility first thing in the morning.