Mooonday

Monday practice was a discovery. I love it when it comes to be like that.

Was feeling really really sluggish the whole day. Came back home from work and slept through Dusk. I hated that, because you ended up feeling more sluggish than ever, but time doesn't wait.

So I started. I told myself that I would not hate myself if I felt like stopping, that there's really no expectations in my practice.

My Lolasana was not as I expected it to be. Still failed to do the jump back, when I did it so beautifully the week before. My Chaturangga feels unorganized most of the times, didn't really pay attention to it because it would be very tiring if I did. This is wrong, I know, but I guess I'm still at that dumb period where it's quantity over quality.

The best thing comes in Urdhva Dhanurasana. It's the pose that I dread doing because I have to do it three times and stay for 5 breaths. Plus it hurts. I always dread this. But yesterday - the first time it was beautiful. I felt light, pain-free and open. It was easy to stay until 5 breaths. I couldn't believe it myself. The second and third time felt normal - with effort, and some discomfort. But it wasn't so bad.

I did Garbha three times. Because my breaths were uneven - exhaling to go up. Garbha was tiring, tiring for the arms, the core. It still didnt leave me satisfied, but I told myself to move on and get it the next time. Kukkutasana was slippery. The 'holes' on my arms too loose that I subconciously tighten my mula bandha (really? well, I think I did) to hold my legs up.

This time I practised half handstand, felt better. Modified headstand.

Jump through improving. Strength is cultivated.

Can't wait for tonight: Shakti kicks, core salutations and loads more!