Just took my first yoga class since I was pregnant and waddling my way thru prenatal classes. The class was great.

But today is hot. Super hot. And the studio is on the second floor of a building. I picked a cherry spot directly under an AC unit but not long into the class I started catching a nose full of something.

I chalked it up to the hot day and the sweaty bodies but then I realized it was particularly pungent when my face neared my mat. My personal mat. From home.

Okay. I hadn’t used it in months which also means I hadn’t cleaned it in months. And to be honest I’m never exactly meticulous in cleaning it anyway.

Only when I tucked the mat in my bag to return home did it click - cat pee. Mother effing cat pee.

Just when you think you’ve got your shit together enough to actually attend a Saturday morning yoga class, you find yourself laying on cat pee. There’s a life lesson in there somewhere.