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Plateau smash!
Holy shit, was tonight ever a yoga class.
For the first time ever, I did an arm balance whose name I don't know. It's like chaturanga, but you spread your legs out wide to the sides and, um, balance on your hands. It involves hunching up the back to get the pelvis touching the elbows, and I've never ever gotten my feet off the ground before. Today I did it for a second, "one one-thousand", before I crashed to the floor with cramps in both hips. You could call it a proof of concept.
Next, also for the first time ever, I did this:
except, you know, with less chest hair, and I actually only had the ball of my foot to my forehead. :)
Then I demonstrated scorpion handstand for the class, when the time for scorpions came around (as it must in every perfect yoga class, don't you agree?) and I was actually able to float it off the wall and balance it for what felt like forever but was probably really 10 seconds. Unbelievable! It was probably my personal best and people actually saw it. Everyone saw it!! Crazy, that never happens!
I was due for a night like this after the last few months of just slogging along. Yoga's so very irregular... you put in constant effort, and the payback comes at completely random times, and there's always further to go. Just last Friday I saw some guys jumping back and forth between down dog and crane pose -- it looks like an antigravity trick and feels like something I'll never be able to do. Still, I'm not totally sure I'll say that in five years... only 98%. You never know.
I found this quote yesterday:
Goddamn, that inspires the fuck out of me... the vision you hold, the compass setting you choose to follow. So I guess that means back to work, because all is not well. I'm just choosing to blog this good stuff while I can still feel the enthusiasm.
For the first time ever, I did an arm balance whose name I don't know. It's like chaturanga, but you spread your legs out wide to the sides and, um, balance on your hands. It involves hunching up the back to get the pelvis touching the elbows, and I've never ever gotten my feet off the ground before. Today I did it for a second, "one one-thousand", before I crashed to the floor with cramps in both hips. You could call it a proof of concept.
Next, also for the first time ever, I did this:
except, you know, with less chest hair, and I actually only had the ball of my foot to my forehead. :)
Then I demonstrated scorpion handstand for the class, when the time for scorpions came around (as it must in every perfect yoga class, don't you agree?) and I was actually able to float it off the wall and balance it for what felt like forever but was probably really 10 seconds. Unbelievable! It was probably my personal best and people actually saw it. Everyone saw it!! Crazy, that never happens!
I was due for a night like this after the last few months of just slogging along. Yoga's so very irregular... you put in constant effort, and the payback comes at completely random times, and there's always further to go. Just last Friday I saw some guys jumping back and forth between down dog and crane pose -- it looks like an antigravity trick and feels like something I'll never be able to do. Still, I'm not totally sure I'll say that in five years... only 98%. You never know.
I found this quote yesterday:
Uncertainty, when accepted, sheds a bright light on the power of intention. Intention is what you can count on: not the outcome, but the motivation you bring, the vision you hold, the compass setting you choose to follow.
~Joanna Macy
Goddamn, that inspires the fuck out of me... the vision you hold, the compass setting you choose to follow. So I guess that means back to work, because all is not well. I'm just choosing to blog this good stuff while I can still feel the enthusiasm.