My work schedule is currently MENTAL. Handling 3 global projects and drowning. In Manchester for a shoot next week. In Portland, Oregon to hand over a project the following week. In London on post-production on another job the week after that.
Needless to say, my practice is non-existent right now.
The landlord's currently fixing up the balcony in front of my living room. This is the state it's in right now.
I have been doing 3 sun salutations in the morning, after my shower. But that's not really Ashtanga, is it? Today, I was butt-naked (post-shower), on my mat in downward dog in the living room, when I realized workmen were literally 1 foot away from me. Thank goodness the blinds were drawn but it was kinda WEIRD.
So I had to cut short my already "short practice". (Did I just tell you I was practising naked yoga?! I think I'm really losing my marbles. Firstly - for doing that coz it seemed the "most efficient" use of time. Secondly - for even telling you that in the first place!)
Hey, I'm trying. But it's a universal conspiracy!
Even this post has to be cut short. Outta here and back to work. See you when I next surface.