So far this week, practice has been surprisingly nice. Body feels open, mind is connected to breath, and I've had a few days of an 'ahhh' feeling after practice. I'm worried about what tomorrow will bring, cos you know that good shit ain't gonna last. But, God, you gotta love it when it's there. Hamstrings feel loose, even the dodgy left one. Backbending is nice, I've grabbed heels in kapotasana every day, and yesterday I even touched my toes on the descent. First time that I did that by myself. I've grabbed my ankles on the descent with help, which felt freaky but ok. But no way could I reproduce that by myself. Dropbacks were ok, no major change. The LBH's were also ok, bit better than usual. But that is a slow road for me. Pincha is coming, again slowly, but definitely closer than before.
We had a photo shoot in the studio yesterday, as we are getting some pr done. So myself and the BF did some poses. He did the funky balancing ones, and I did the bendy stuff. But my body is feeling it today. I did a lot of kapotasanas, drop backs, eka padas. Very intense. Combine that with teaching 3 classes and it made for a tired lady last night. But yay it's Wednesday! Friday off! Double yay!
No other news. Mothers day this Sunday, but I have a workshop on in the afternoon so I'll head out in the evening to pay my respects to my lovely mother. Bless her. She's a great woman.
2 comments:
Hi!
"same same only different?" So strange! just this morning, my friend said the exact same thing. its like this secret code language among those who have been to mysore :)
3 classes a day? I feel you. I'm on the same schedule. By the end of the day I am a heap on the floor.
Liking the blog!
Ah yes, it is a much touted phrase in India. Can be used in all situations. When buying a bar of chocolate, and they try to tell you that the one they are handing you IS the one you asked for "same same but different'. Or when they bring you a different dish than the one you ordered in the restaurant. Or when booking into a hotel and asking for a room with a balcony, and they show you one without. And so on. At all times can this phrase be wheeled out, always with the head bobble. And depending on my mood, it would make me crack up with laughter, or spitting in fury. Ah I miss India.
And yes, I can relate to being a heap on the floor!
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