Oct. 3rd, 2007

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One of my goals for this time between jobs is to experiment a bit with exercise options. To that end, I went to Baron Baptiste on Monday for the first time since starting a regular yoga practice. This time I knew all about their *%#$@ heated 90 degree room. This time I had my own mat, and a yogitoes nonslip mat-covering towel, and a small auxiliary towel to wipe my dripping face; and I drank a whole bottle of water before class and another bottle during. All of this meant I didn't suffer much or even come close to fainting during class. However, I remained unimpressed. Most poses were left unexplained or with very little verbal instruction given, so that a regular practitioner would probably need basic classes and/or workshops to figure out what's going on, and I found the sequencing pretty clumsy as well. The hot room was just distracting: all those sweat droplets tickle, especially when I'd go into headstand or crow or whatever and some of them would reverse themselves and start to trickle UP my body. They were almost all I could think about. Anyway, I'm glad I went, because it saved me the $50 I won't be spending on their inversions workshop next weekend. Three hours in that room, especially learning the FOUNDATIONS of what it takes to get upside-down, are not my cup of tea. I have yet to see a yoga inversions workshop that is advanced enough for my tastes (which is weird because I'm not that amazing; where are my TEACHERS learning to do inversions in the middle of the room? should I give up on workshops and take private lessons from the one yoga teacher I have who gives them?)

Saturday I'm renting a car and going to NECCA to split some classes with someone who is not [livejournal.com profile] dancingcrow, and now I'm not quite sure who they are but I'm sure they're nice -- um, anyway... -- which will be a giant adventure all of its own, and tonight I have my choice between trying capoiera at the Fred Astaire Dance Studio or going to gymnastics, where I haven't been for a few weeks. I think I'll save the capoiera for next week, so that if I hurt myself I won't be completely ruined for NECCA. (I'm certainly capable of hurting myself in gymnastics, but the horrid hamstring only seems bothered by cartwheels these days, and I'll be skipping those tonight.)

Anyone have ideas on anything else I should try in the Boston area? Activities that get me upside-down are preferred. Any modern dance classes that would get me upside down are way beyond preferred -- they'd be exactly what I am trying to conjure into existence in Boston via wishful thinking. (I should probably talk to [livejournal.com profile] danceboy about contact improv again.)

I forgot to mention that I have a new personal record for squat weight as of last week: 155 pounds. Yes, that is 25 lbs above my own body weight, and I actually think I could go higher. Hear me roar.

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