Yoga is never going to get easier. The whole philosophy is that you do as much as you can, and then a bit more. Even if I get good enough to cross my ankles behind my neck, I’ll always be trying to touch a spot that’s just outside my reach. Of course I could always make it easier by settling for what I can do already, but then I won’t…
I’m getting a little more organised. Over the weekend I managed to get the last of the Christmas cards in the post and to cook industrial quantities of lentils and chicken stew, so I’ve got ready meals in the freezer. Last night I managed to get to yoga. Only three students turned up, so the teacher asked what we wanted to do. I said, “Relaxation,” since my head was buzzing…
I’m over the worst of the stomach upset, but I still have flat batteries and occasional shivers and dizziness. I’ll be giving yoga a miss tonight, although I’ll probably do a little on my own, at home. Specifically, I’ll be doing the pose called Shavasana or Savasana, which means “The Corpse”. Photo: wikipedia
1) Sit at your computer a lot, nibbling away until you acquire a serious case of Writer’s Bottom. 2) Go to yoga. Just visualise a very large rear end wobbling over a very fat tum, while the inelegant legs desperately try to straighten out and reach for the ceiling. Of course if I keep up with the yoga, I’ll eventually stop looking ridiculous.
Last night I finally got to see the dancing horses (caballos fufo) during the fiesta in Tazacorte. I wanted to get photos, so I made sure I charged up the camera battery, and tookthe full kit. When I got there, I found that the horses were dancing in pretty dark streets, and that they move really fast. So I was really pleased that I’d brought along my big flash gun,…