i know, right? i’m perfectly content in bridge :)
the title pretty much sums it up? today at L’s C2, i was simultaneously reminded both why i love and why i hate yoga.
why i hate yoga: OH MY GOD MY QUADS. THEY BURN SO GOOD. L had us do lots of intense crescent moons and warrior IIs and horse poses. LIKE A LOT OF THEM. and now i think i may die.
why i love yoga: i’m 98% sure that my heels are now millimeters from touching the ground in down dog. which is surprising seeing how i haven’t actually been in down dog in at least a week. ALSO. I DID A FREAKING TRIPOD HEADSTAND. WITHOUT THE WALL. IT WAS AWESOME. THE AWESOME-EST.
so i’m pretty much super stoked to be alive right now. minus the spontaneous awkward meeting of the new neighbor boy right after yoga when i was super sweaty and too mentally unprepared to deal with him in a logical fashion. yoga highs kill, people. …well, no one died, but still….
i’m just. good. real good.