…before 7:30 in the morning, you’re just not living.
Eka pada sirsasana. Wunderbar.
Practice was slow and hot. Veddy nice. I’m a big fan. Everything in it’s right place, as Tom Yorke would say.
This week is turning perplexing, and it’s only Tuesday morning. You ever get the feeling that you’re reaching the end of something coming full circle? The feeling like you’ve been on this long path that you didn’t see before but then start to glimpse what might, just might, be said path and startlingly think to yourself, “is that what all the fuss has been about?”
Fuss. Fussiness. Not my favorite part of my personality. Not my favorite word. Fuss. If you say it enough times it starts to lose it’s meaning.
I like your first 3 sentences. Leg behind the head is a must. Absolutly. It is wunderbar. I will try it tomorrow again.
Eka pada Fussasana???
FUSS!!!! I like it!