bounceswoosh
Ski Diva Extraordinaire
I had a really good yoga class today. The instructor cued crow and talked a little about it. Maybe I got tricked because she started out just describing the position, not saying we were going to be doing crow. Anyway, I FINALLY got off my feet and got my knees up there on my arms. It was maybe a millisecond and then I dropped - but I wasn't feeling that fear of getting my feet off the ground and relying on my hands to support me. This is especially big for me because my wrists have been a mess for years, and my right shoulder has been a problem the last few years, and I *just* stopped seeing a PT for my latest shoulder stuff last week. But somehow I forgot to worry about my wrists today, and ... it was fine. I didn't even remember until after the class that my wrists are bad and I "know" I won't ever be able to do crow.
I also had more success with tree pose than I've ever had (static balance is hard for me - dynamic balance, different beast). And even plank felt better than I remember it feeling, ever.
Today was a good yoga day in a lot of ways. But as I lay in savasana and then again as we were stretching in hip openers, I kept feeling a grin creep onto my face - thinking about crow.
I also had more success with tree pose than I've ever had (static balance is hard for me - dynamic balance, different beast). And even plank felt better than I remember it feeling, ever.
Today was a good yoga day in a lot of ways. But as I lay in savasana and then again as we were stretching in hip openers, I kept feeling a grin creep onto my face - thinking about crow.