It’s the little things that trip you up isn’t it? I mean here I am in Greece, all zenned out with yoga and sunshine, and something is really buggin’ me. Quite apart fom the actual bugs. It’s the people next door. In the next room. They keep nicking our chairs. All the rooms have two….
Tag: Yoga
Make up tips for old ladies
It’s official. I’ve crossed a line. Stepped into a twilight zone which may last mere moments-long but may also stretch way off into some distant demented good night. Given the choice, I’ll go for the burning and raving at close of day, raging long and hard against the dying of the light. So damn Mr…
108 Sun Salutations. The aftermath
So. Here’s the thing. Those 108 Sun Salutations I so proudly accomplished back in early January. Maybe not such an accomplishment after all. No hang on, that would be to take away the euphoria (albeit short-lived) of hearing that one hundred and eighth marble plop into the singing bowl, strategically placed, at the head of…
108 Sun Salutations? Are you mad?
You did HOW many? A gaggle of faces stunned into something. Horror? Pity? Pure, unadulterated admiration? Hard to tell. And this was just twenty-seven in. Sun salutations that is. A Thursday evening yoga class, and news of our forthcoming challenge – and confirmation that one of us at least was taking it seriously – had…
Hackette on the How 