Judging from today's practice, I think I may be slowly emerging from this winter funk that I've been in.
I didn't practice in the morning because I just didn't feel like it and lately, I've been going where the vibe takes me. The vibe took me straight to my to-do list. I spent the morning doing actual work. I found the paycheque that I was certain I had lost but had already phoned the accountant to put a stop on - hopefully, he didn't. I will let this be a lesson: If I had actually done my bookkeeping when I was supposed to (instead of procrastinating), I could have averted the entire drama.
In the early afternoon, I headed up to my new favourite place: this kind of lame-o café on the second floor of my supermarket. The hip crowd steers clear, but it's a hopping place for the neighbourhood elderly. But I don't care about the cool factor because there are WINDOWS! Big, wide, south-facing windows through which wide beams of sunlight stream in.
Like an addict getting her fix, I sat in the sunlight for two hours until I was giddy. Then I came home and I practised.
And it was fine. I was a bit distracted, which is to be expected since I'm currently in the midst of a the Longest PMS In History (seriously, I should I have started my Ladies Holiday *days* ago). Nothing felt bad, though. I didn't want to cry, or curl-up-in-a-ball-and-die. I just enjoyed the practice. It feels as if it's been a long time since I've been able to say that.
It was weird not to be a in a state of dread over handstand. I just put my hands on the floor and did it. Today, I balanced on my own for 15 seconds too. I'm thinking about my technique. If you watch the video, you'll see that I do a little preliminary 'hop' before going all out and jumping into the pose. Today, I realised that 'the hop' is absolutely necessary. I guess that's how I psych myself up. No hop, no handstand - at least for now. Maybe I'll try to wean myself eventually.
Musical Sirsasana was 'You don't have to say you love me' by Dusty Springfield.
Tonight: Ice hockey action against Team 3 and I'm forcing myself to go to the pub. Because nobody loves a shut-in.