Naturally, when I’m already feeling emotionally unbalanced I
feel it’s a good time to challenge myself.
(Insert snide comment about my being insane or a simple roll of the eyes
at my hubris.) Which is how I came to
try to do Warrior III. Not once but
twice. Not one day but two days in a row
even. Okay. The result?
Well, if I move into it veeeeeery slowly and if I keep my hands out to
the side (or on my hips) and if I don’t
try to hold it for too long, I can actually do a modified version of it.
That said, by the third “episode” in which Warrior III is
part of the practice, I was able to extend my arms behind me, parallel to the
floor, parallel to my extended back leg.
Wow! Given that five years ago I
was using a walker, this is huge!
And tomorrow I may try it again. I may and be unable to do it. That is a part of my daily practice. Each day reveals either a surprising strength
or a fumbling weakness. And it’s all the
experience is each day, something new even when I do the same asana every day.
I also managed to get out of the house on Sunday and totally
overdid it. Meaning: I made myself sick. First I studied with Tracy, leaving
the house before 7am. Then shopping with
Erin and Bibi. And lunch. And
shopping. And finally back to my place
by after 3ish. I was done, overdone,
undone. I couldn’t even stay up to watch
a little something that comes on Sunday night. No. Instead, I crawled into bed almost as soon as
we finished eating dinner.
And still felt miserable the next day. Not solely because of doing too much on Sunday
but because, as I mentioned above, I was premenstrual and then there was
weather coming and going and mocking me both from a distance and up close. Grrrrrr. . . .
Friday when Rob and I again had to run errands, we kept it brief and to the point. I really need to be more careful with myself. Warrior III notwithstanding, I should know better but clearly I do not.
Anyway, I wish you all a wonderful and happy mother's day, even if you are not a mother or your relationship with your mother is in any way less than wonderful. Just have a happy day, regardless.
Friday when Rob and I again had to run errands, we kept it brief and to the point. I really need to be more careful with myself. Warrior III notwithstanding, I should know better but clearly I do not.
Anyway, I wish you all a wonderful and happy mother's day, even if you are not a mother or your relationship with your mother is in any way less than wonderful. Just have a happy day, regardless.