So both Jody and Kathy called me on my use of scripture this morning. “You went all ‘Patanjali’ on us this morning… what gives?”
Well, I was getting a little tired of posting the same old shit. But since they apparently appreciate reading the same old shit, I’ll give it to them.
Same Old Shit:
Practice this morning was painful. The knees are just killing me, but I went slow and did what I could. It’s a much different pain than I’ve ever experienced. As I mentioned before, it feels muscular. Probably just soreness from the new poses.
I think I made a bit of a breakthrough in Pasasana, and was able to balance with the twice-folded towel on my own this time. Bhekasana is starting to make a little more sense, physically, but still miles away from what the pose should look like. There was little to no walking in on backbends. I gave up after 4 dropbacks, and just stood up and went into finishing.
I’m amazed at how easy it is for me to get through my whole practice these days. I remember a time when I was on the verge of quitting the whole way through… I’d have to make myself do the next pose… then the next…. then the next until I hit backbends. It’s been several weeks since I’ve skipped a single pose. YAY ME! I think I actually owe it to Kathy and Jody and our pact, actually. But now it’s just become habit. Ritual. Part of my day. Like brushing my teeth or taking my vitamins.
Kula pooped on the rug again yesterday. Crap. Literally.
I made about 2 gallons of vegan gumbo last night. We’ll be eating gumbo for weeks. I can’t wait to try it tonight! But I’m a little apprehensive about how it’s going to make me feel.
I’m having stomach issues again, so I’m back to being very careful about what I eat, how much I eat, etc. I think I just got too comfortable and not conscious enough and now it’s hitting me hard. So last night, dinner consisted of a cup of black beans mixed with half an acorn squash, and some mild spices. Exciting, no? Ho hum.
And other than that, I really have nothing interesting or profound to write.