Despite popular belief, Thursday is Humility Day.
I used to be flexible. No, take that back. Reeallly flexible. I didn’t have to work at getting my elbows on the floor from a standing forward bend. Backbends were child’s play. I was a natural rubberband. Imagine my surprise when I couldn’t get my nose within a foot of the floor during a straddle stretch. Ouch. No joke.
Today’s yoga was all about seated poses – Lee calls today a “tired” day (whatever that means, Om Yoga p.67) so most of the poses are done low to the ground, if not on the butt. I can handle that…or so I thought. I’m not going to spell out the sequence because it had more poses than the other days, but here’s where I had trouble: boat and straddle (anything having to do with straddle, actually). I enjoyed squat with prayer hands. I definitely could handle hanging out froglike, and I was just telling my husband last night I love the pose with the lunge and elbows to the floor, right by the foot (Ruth, help!). I don’t know what it’s called but I learned it at Now and Zen Yoga studio and I love, love, love it. BUT, big butt, I couldn’t get low in any of the straddle poses. There were eight total and I sucked at all of them. I want to blame my stiffMess on running. I’m wound tighter than Barbie’s appendages after a toddler’s done with her. The sad, sad, sad thing is I never realized it. Okay. Something to work on.
My only other complaint about today’s sequence – at first glance it looked complicated. Lee has a lot of “repeat poses 10-13, 17-19” etc in addition to “hold 14 for 5 breaths or repeat pose three times with two breaths (p.67).” I had to read thru it a few times and even then, when I got to the actual practice I forgot all about my choice for breath.
~*LunaSea*~ 