One of my favorite/least favorite things about having a home practice is that I never miss the last class. Tonight's, for example, started at 10:30. It was silent, except for the heater and my quite labored breath, but it was fabulous.
I kept remembering two Bikramisms: "Struggle harder!" and "Try the right way." I think I did both of those OK tonight. My muscles feel so tight, but I also feel stronger than I have in a long time, so I must be doing something right. Right?
OK, time to go get my six hours of sleep. Glad I didn't get further behind!