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flexagonGreat yoga class tonight... I haven't done it since last Wednesday (!), and that kind of break really makes me realize how good it is for me at this point. As part of tonight's class we hopped up to the wall into handstand, with feet together and calves gripping a small rolled-up towel; my straddle-up practice is so much harder for me than any straight jump that I am now magically able to do this. I hopped right up 3 times in a row, and the first one caused Clark to say "ni-i-i-i-i-ce, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
flexagon" from across the room (squee). I also did the best revolved galavasana of my life. I was just solid and my free leg was parallel to the floor and I had time to hang out and try to remember what my foot position was supposed to be.
After class I based two people in the easy "airplane" acroyoga move, and one of them wants to try basing next week. Then I came home and did a straddle-up to handstand, just one because my wrists are about done for the day. I don't think I kept my legs perfectly straight -- knowing that's the idea and being able to focus on that during the intense pressing step are two different things. Still, I clearly got it again. I guess in the end it took me a month to begin to be able to do them, from the first time I tried for real. That's sort of encouraging. Makes me think that soon I should stack a zillion risers under the step and start working on piking, although part of me also says to stop worrying about getting up and start focusing on balance.
Work right now is pretty ugh. My attention is torn in several directions. I expect it to get a little easier after this week when a somewhat weird political situation will end. I know I'vegrown up a lot become way more cynical taken too many Dale Carnegie classes lately, because lately I've been watching one woman totally ruining the Colubrid career of another, and my thoughts are mostly I've got to cultivate that person so she'll consider me a friend and not try to undercut me. When I was younger I would have thought that is clearly a bad person and I don't want to be friendly toward them.
flexagon" from across the room (squee). I also did the best revolved galavasana of my life. I was just solid and my free leg was parallel to the floor and I had time to hang out and try to remember what my foot position was supposed to be.After class I based two people in the easy "airplane" acroyoga move, and one of them wants to try basing next week. Then I came home and did a straddle-up to handstand, just one because my wrists are about done for the day. I don't think I kept my legs perfectly straight -- knowing that's the idea and being able to focus on that during the intense pressing step are two different things. Still, I clearly got it again. I guess in the end it took me a month to begin to be able to do them, from the first time I tried for real. That's sort of encouraging. Makes me think that soon I should stack a zillion risers under the step and start working on piking, although part of me also says to stop worrying about getting up and start focusing on balance.
Work right now is pretty ugh. My attention is torn in several directions. I expect it to get a little easier after this week when a somewhat weird political situation will end. I know I've
