Anyway. Yesterday was a great class, I felt great, the tall guy tagged along and did great and I was really happy. If it weren't for the fact that I can't lift my right shoulder about my head right now, we'd be all set. It goes like this...
I still, after a year+ of weekly/twice weekly practice can't do crow to save my life(below left). Most semi-regular practitioners of yoga find this to be a pretty easy arm balance. I find it a pretty good way to knock myself in the head.
The strange part is that I can do a sideways crow. Which I'm normally pretty good at holding for a few breathes (below right). Yesterday, I got up just fine and then totally (for lack of a better term) bit it. Hard enough that I think the entire class lost their concentration and the teacher (who I know pretty well) had to suppress a giggle as she went by, saying something to the effect of "Well, you did have it..."
While I fully realize that yoga is an on going, spiritual journey, at the moment, the only inner fulfillment I'm getting is from the Advil I'm popping.
Don't you love these pics? I love Google-Image search.
Also, DC is 22 degrees right now and Boston (where I'm heading tomorrow for work) is reading in at 11...
Namaste and Happy Monday!