Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Same shit different day

Got the good adjust in Mari D, which puts me less on edge than muscling my way through it myself, and then rushed through Navasana to get to my meat and potatoes: Bujapidasana, Kurmasana and Supta K, which are now a three-part medley of "wriggle the legs behind the shoulders."

Bound the hands (or rather, the hands were bound, passive tense being more appropriate here), long enough for Sir to say, "It's all you have to do. Just bind the hands. Don't do anything else. Forget everything else."

In my head: inhale, exhale, hands...slipping....inhale, exhale, INHALE, EXHALE, goddamnit, my HANDS!".

I'd really like to be one of those limby people that just wrap the arms around and clasp them, minus the drama. But in the immortal words of Gwen Stefani, "Few times I been round that track, but it's not gonna happen like that."

Uh-huh, this my shit. I aint no bendy-ass girl.

At least there is progress.


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