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bikram; duck; Lonely Eagles
Bikram update: to my surprise, I felt like attempting a toe stand today. To my even greater surprise, I managed the first handful of steps without feeling I'd gone too far, at least on my left side. (My attempt on the right side veered out of form before I raised my heel. This practice, it will keep a gal humble...)
I'm still sorting out where my head should be (so to speak) in Rabbit and Triangle. I suspect part of the problem is that I'm long-waisted, but without much in the way of core strength, so right now my arms feel both too short (in Rabbit) and too long (in Triangle) as they try to compensate for my middle not quite managing what I'm asking of it. Yet. By my count, today was class #23, so by any measure, I'm still just getting started (and I'm certain I'll still feel that way when I get to class #230. My pastimes have a way of doing that -- she says, glaring at today's efforts at writing.)
Duck: Buttercup! (aka 3-D printing in the news for something other than guns)
Lonely Eagles: Jennifer Michael Hecht featured Marilyn Nelson's poem about the 332d Fighter Group. Some poems, when I read them, I wind up bolt upright by the end and exclaiming, "Holy shit." This is one of those poems.
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I'm still sorting out where my head should be (so to speak) in Rabbit and Triangle. I suspect part of the problem is that I'm long-waisted, but without much in the way of core strength, so right now my arms feel both too short (in Rabbit) and too long (in Triangle) as they try to compensate for my middle not quite managing what I'm asking of it. Yet. By my count, today was class #23, so by any measure, I'm still just getting started (and I'm certain I'll still feel that way when I get to class #230. My pastimes have a way of doing that -- she says, glaring at today's efforts at writing.)
Duck: Buttercup! (aka 3-D printing in the news for something other than guns)
Lonely Eagles: Jennifer Michael Hecht featured Marilyn Nelson's poem about the 332d Fighter Group. Some poems, when I read them, I wind up bolt upright by the end and exclaiming, "Holy shit." This is one of those poems.
This entry was originally posted at http://zirconium.dreamwidth.org/55303.html.