Posts Tagged ‘Day 51’

Day 51 – The Curse

Thursday, March 25th, 2010
Standing Separate Leg Head to Knee Pose 2/22/10

Standing Separate Leg Head to Knee Pose 2/22/10

When I first got my period, I remember sitting on my mom’s toilet at the house I grew up in (yup, my mom had a phone in her bathroom) and calling her at my parents’ lake house (she was there for a month) and crying, telling her I got my period.  She replied something along the lines of, “Oh Jen, I’m so sorry I am not there.  You’ve got the curse.” 

Standing Separate Leg Head to Knee Pose

Standing Separate Leg Head to Knee Pose

It’s funny that it’s called the curse.  I’ve bitched about my cramps before on my blog, so you guys all know about my curse and well, it was a curse today in Yoga.  Honestly, I cannot figure out what else it could have been.  But I was weak physically, sick to my stomach, etc.   I decided to stand in certain postures too to save my left knee from further damage.  Not a totally rewarding yoga experience today, folks.

Standing Separate Leg Head to Knee Pose 1/8/10

Standing Separate Leg Head to Knee Pose 1/8/10

Today’s posture is Standing Separate Leg Head to Knee Pose, which I still struggle with because of my pulled hamstring and my lack of balance.  I am bound and determined to perfect this one though, as I did have it down before.  Anyway, in the two photos above, you’ll notice that the first one shows my bad hamstring, because one of my knees is bent.  The other side is better, and I don’t have to bend either knee to get my forehead to my knee.  I will totally have to wear a darker colored shirt for my next photo shoot though, as having to endure the photos of the bologna spots every post is a bit much.

There were 5 people in class today in addition to me.  One of those 5 people was Bill…so really it felt like just 4 more people in class.  Gotta love those early morning classes that no one wants to come to!  There was one guy today that decided to wear his underwear. YES! UNDERWEAR! in class which made for an entertaining distraction.  I would think that if I were a guy I wouldn’t want my willy hanging around like that — seriously, I got interested in watching how a penis moved in the postures.  Ha.

Namaste.