I felt mildly awful this morning when I woke up, but I made myself practice. I putzed around for a little too long before getting to the mat which meant that I had to omit a few poses from primary to fit the whole thing in. I felt that left shoulder acting up again in Supta Kurmasana. Hmph. Like plugging holes in a dam: once one injury heals, another one pops up.
Tay didn’t sleep well last night, so rather than waking him up to help me this morning with Supta Vajrasana, I went it alone. I tiptoed out to the living room, sat down, lotused up, lifted up the back of the couch, and rested it on my legs. It seemed to be working fine, at first. I went back to the top of my head for the 5 breaths, then came up with no drama. I felt like the couch wasn’t quite heavy enough, so I moved very carefully up and down for the next time. Exhale slowly back. Inhale slowly up. But as I began rocking back the third time, the couch flipped forward, off my knees, and I fell crashing back to my skull.
Yoga is dangerous.
I think next time I’ll try the extremely heavy steel coffee table. Or maybe one of the ends of the couch. rather than the back of it.
We’re in the market for a new couch. It looks like among our specifications, there will be a weight requirement. Perhaps besides sitting, bouncing, and lounging in each couch as we shop, I’ll also try it out as a Supta Vajrasana assist, right there in the store. Lotus up, have the salesperson lower the couch on to my legs… I doubt the salesperson will have ever seen anything like that before.