No practice Days 44 - 46. Sunshine, sand, and surf, I lived in the moment.
Day 47
Red letter day - handstand!!! Upside down, feet in the air, hands holding me up. Amazing fun!
My arms weren't as solid and strong as they were from yesteryear. Back then, there was never any doubt that I would hold myself up - the question was whether or not I would topple over. Today, the old arm muscles quivered a bit, but I did not collapse into a heap on the ground, so all was good. For the first one, S. helped and braced me. The second was a variation done with feet against the wall, legs making a right angle. This was backwards to my old way, but new decade, new way.
Of course I felt fear. The old monologue ran through the head - too old, too feeble, too awkward, etc. I did it anyway.
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