Speaking of which, I'm realizing that I've been delinquent in my blogging duties during Week 6. Not a single entry last week and this is due entirely to the fact that our posture clinics were severely ratcheted up in intensity and frequency all last week. Monday, Tuesday and Friday were double posture clinic days. In real time measure, this means 12:30pm-4pm and then again 9:00pm-11:30pm or later. My group clicked through from Cobra through to Half Tortoise (that's 6 postures!). It was exhausting and I have no idea how we learned all those postures so quickly. Wednesday and Thursday we had a brief respite from the frenetic pace when Dr. Jon Burras came to discuss fascia (the Rodney Dangerfield of the medical community - i.e. gets no respect) and the way that emotions and experiences remain within the body years after traumatic events.
|Self portrait in the yoga room|
|Venice Beach Party!!|
All I have to say about that is: DO NOT EVER DO THAT. EVER. My right knee is still at me, days later. After posture clinic was over I could barely walk. I've been slathering Tiger Balm all over myself since and I can't even get into this posture in class at the moment. Bad, bad, bad. That is what happens when the ego takes over. For some reason, I couldn't simply ask someone to demo for me. And I'm definitely paying the price for it now. Fixed firm cold is a horrible idea for me and I will never forget it after this experience, cute cartoon depictions notwithstanding.
Off to grab some sleep. Tomorrow I will present Rabbit and perhaps even the final stretching posture. Can't believe we are almost done presenting dialogue!