It’s surprising to me how motivating a tiny agreement—with someone I only know over the internet—to virtually fist-bump if we met our week’s yoga goals has been. But yeah, I totally shooed myself on the mat because of that agreement. Can’t get to week’s end and have to say, sorry, can’t fist bump, I was lame. So woot. Go me. I practiced five times this week, two primary’s to supta konasana, two to navasana, one standing only. FIST BUMP.
Practice was good, not too stiff. I can feel that twinge in my hamstring attachment complaining—I think the cold is giving it trouble. God, I sound like an old woman. Anyway.
How was your week?