Ebb

Two of my favorite instructors teach an ebb and flow class at the Nest.  It's one of my favorite classes because of the duality of it all.  I know there are other dual teaching classes out there and I'd like to try them, but there is something just ever-so-right about how Meg and Caitlin fit together in their little nest.

Today's ebb and flow, however, is entirely unrelated to the nest.  Today I took two classes.  The first one, even next to the incredibly agile Ahlia, felt like I was scraping the bottom of the barrel.  It was one of those classes where 60 minutes in a room with good friends felt like an eternity of suffering.  Just like some of the runs I've been on where I found myself walking home and barely able to make forward progress.  It was a great class, but I just had nothing by halftime, and it left me feeling depleted.

Tonight's class, was entirely different.  I felt energized, strong, and adequately hydrated.  I still got my butt kicked, but the class flew by and it was over before I realized it.

I guess the bottom line is that there are moments when your body simply doesn't respond the way you'd like it to, and then there are other moments when your body surprise you.  Despite the best laid plans, I may have very little actual control about when each of these scenarios unfolds.

Maybe that is part of what makes life so fantastic.  The unknown possibility that tomorrow might be incredible, and the realization that it could just as easily turn into a huge struggle.