What’s the point?

Few people noticed my brief absence from the web world on Friday afternoon. Sometime before 3 pm, I got a little chat from Vanessa saying, “OMG, What happened to your blog?”

I quickly pulled up my browser and typed in my URL… And I was met with a dreadful sight. A blank screen with a message from WordPress saying the blog had been suspended and/or archived for violation of their Terms of Service.

Wha…?!

I quickly sent WordPress an email basically asking WTF and then called a whole bunch of people with my sob story. Or wait. Maybe I only called one person. Or no. Strike that. I didn’t call anyone. AW showed up at my door shortly after I didn’t make those phone calls, and I pointed and gestured at the computer screen, full of woe and panic.

“Oh dear,” she said. “Hey… maybe you violated their terms of service by claiming that you write a yoga blog even though you don’t write about yoga anymore,” she suggested. Or maybe Tay suggested that. Oh, it could have been Julie, too. But ANYWHO, back to me and AW. We ate some muffins. And then we went to Target and shopped in the children’s section. And bought matching red coats that were meant for children. The only difference is I’ll be wearing mine in Paso Robles. And she’ll be wearing hers in Italy. Whatever. I hope she spills pasta sauce on it.

I’m not jealous.  Okay, maybe just a little.
Okay, so just for that statement, the one about how I never write about yoga… I practiced the past three days. And I even did Supta Vajrasana this morning, which I almost always skip. I tried (OvO)’s self-adjustment suggestion of rolling the manduka up behind me and holding on to a strap hooked under my feet. It’s not perfect. But it works.

For some reason, I was feeling ambitious in Kapotasana this morning. Normally I grab mid-foot or maybe I grab my heels if I feel like working hard. This morning I went for the ankles. I got them fairly easy, there wasn’t that much struggle. I was able to breathe in the pose without too much strain, although those sharp edges of panic were just starting to move in on me. But I don’t know if I’ll go there again on my own. If you can give me one good reason why I should grab my ankles as opposed to settling for my heels, maybe I’ll consider it. But “because you can” is not a good enough reason.

I reintroduced my entire backbending sequence today. I’d been slacking off of the ticks and the tocks and just going for a few drop backs.  But I’ve been working on the shoulders a bit with handstand push ups and the like, so I wanted to see if there was any improvements. There wasn’t. Yet. I can hold my handstand for about 8 breaths before I have to move into Vrschikasana. 12 is the magic number. I’ll keep trying.

Skipped poses. Let’s talk about skipped poses. What’s your most skipped pose? I find I go through stages wherein I’ll forget this one pose several times for a few months… and then I’ll make it a point to remember that one and another one will be inadvertently skipped. Lately I’ve been forgetting Sirsasana. I just go straight from Uttana Pidasana into Baddha Padmasana. Oops. Also, my most often purposefully skipped pose is Uth Pluthi. Sometimes I just don’t do it. I can’t be bothered with it. Does this make me a bad yogini? Probably. Or at the very least it makes me a LAZY yogini.

There. A yoga blog with yoga content. So please don’t suspend my account again, Oh Almighty WordPress Gods.