I do hot yoga at 6 a.m. like an addict (It’s an elaborate form of detoxification). And I was fighting a bit this morning to hold balance deep into a class, could have been around seven a.m., and we were moving from a difficult hold in crescent lunge (twitching, dripping, … breathing!) to a crescent lunge with prayer twist (Parivṛtta Aṅjaneyāsana) to the right.
Anyway I was twisted around like I’m supposed to be and suddenly felt myself losing balance just before we were released from the posture, ultimately dropping my hand to the mat to keep from falling. Happens: I figured it was just one of those things — “its yoga practice not yoga perfect” — but after class finished at 7:15 a.m. I checked my phone and had a one word text from Deborah Palmer: “earthquake.” There had been an earthquake (3.4) near Long Beach in Carson at 7:01 pacific time which was of course about the time we might have been holding crescent lunges … So perhaps that bit of vertigo was actually tectonic plate induced disequilibrium. According to DP, back at home, Libby felt it and growled. Her traditional response to any sort of interloper.