Pullups went well tonight by my new multi-set standards (8 and then 3 with a 12-lb weight and then another 5 or 6 -- it helped that Katherine was watching me!) but my splits did not.
Nor did my handstands. I was ultra inspired because I just got
nevers's new zine Trabant 2 in the mail and naturally I went and devoured it at the gym. It seemed appropriate. But no number of little stick-figure handstand exercises could jump me up against the wall tonight. :( I was really dissembling yesterday when I was talking about being bad at jumping... I mean, probably I am and it would be good to work on it, but last Friday I had a great yoga class and I did 5 or 6 jumps up to the wall
in a row without too much effort. Although it takes a fair amount of my jumping force, it's definitely a technique thing. And I want to be consistent and I'm so not. Goddamnit.
Oh, and the other thing. I decided to take an unofficial, non-annual picture of my center splits for posting on
bendypeople, and do the protractor thing again, but I did it after doing legs on Sunday and I was stiff... so the picture was
less good than the 140 degree one taken in March. Fuckin' A. Someone needs to create
stiffpeople.
None of this affects my determination to keep working on all this, in the slightest.
Here is one cool thing: I and another member of my yoga class (my ex-hypnotist actually) have both been obsessing about inversions. I sent him the lava schedule and he suggested that we ask for an inversions workshop at our studio. And there will be one! Interested,
dilletante? It'll probably just a 2-day or 2-weekend thing, but still. There will now be more training in being upside-down in Boston than there would have been if I hadn't said anything. I am still not sure how I got so connected into the world or when that happened.