I woke up this morning with a mild dehydration headache. Not the best start to the morning but fixable. Eating and drinking has been a challenge for the past week as the kitchen is undergoing a complete renovation. No sink, no stove, no easy-peasy food prep.
The Mysore class went well. I managed (barely) to hold each plank position for 5 slow breathes for each of the 10 Sun Salutations. I had to pause between each of the last 4 sequences to find more energy. My arms were trembling by the time I was done.
My legs joined the chorus of trembling muscles after the lunges. I dropped into Child's Pose for a few minutes to recoup.
As always, the headstand was my delight. Every time I go upside down, I confront my fears: that I'm not advanced enough for this pose; that I'm too old/feeble/uncoordinated; that I'll hurt myself very, very badly. The mind plays many games. Even when I get into the pose, my brain tries to convince me to come out of it quickly because something might happen. Goodness, I'm risking enough by just going up - do I have to press my luck!?!
I am sad to say that fear wins, and I pop down before I'm ready. Yesterday I stayed up for 12 slow breathes. Today 20. I might not be able to shut up the negative voice, but I can count over it.
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