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Yoga # 26 for 2010
Monday March 15, early morning
20 minutes
725 minutes total
Yesterday I managed to drag my sorry self out of bed for 20 minutes of grumpy yoga. I'm sure I'm better off for having done it, but it wasn't fun to do. Last week I was practically bouncing out of bed with plenty of time to make smoothies and eat breakfast before a 30-minute yoga practice! This week the alarm goes off and I can't move, and when forced to do so I want to punch things. Spring-ahead week sucks. It's still better than all of February, mind, but it sucks.
Last night we had our third ballroom dance class. We reviewed the foxtrot, which F and I are pretty solid at now, and reviewed swing, which we're actually starting to get! We just have to chant "step, step, backstep step, step, backstep step..." over and over, but if we chant, it actually comes together okay. We haven't even practiced with the DVD from netflix yet. And we have five more weeks of dance class to refine it. Exciting. We also learned the basics of the waltz last night, which was pretty easy, because it's slow, and a lot of it is just like the foxtrot only slow and we can do the foxtrot already. However, we learned progressive twinkling last night and that tripped us up a bit, but we're getting it, and it's going to look so classy and slick once we've got it. No matter what song we end up dancing to for the first dance at our wedding, we're going to have to ask DJ Betsy to play at least one foxtrot and one waltz so we can show our stuff. Everyone will be amazed by how classy and elegant we are. (Or they'll be amazed by how I'm tripping over my dress and we have to keep stopping and starting over from the beginning every time. One or the other.)
Monday March 15, early morning
20 minutes
725 minutes total
Yesterday I managed to drag my sorry self out of bed for 20 minutes of grumpy yoga. I'm sure I'm better off for having done it, but it wasn't fun to do. Last week I was practically bouncing out of bed with plenty of time to make smoothies and eat breakfast before a 30-minute yoga practice! This week the alarm goes off and I can't move, and when forced to do so I want to punch things. Spring-ahead week sucks. It's still better than all of February, mind, but it sucks.
Last night we had our third ballroom dance class. We reviewed the foxtrot, which F and I are pretty solid at now, and reviewed swing, which we're actually starting to get! We just have to chant "step, step, backstep step, step, backstep step..." over and over, but if we chant, it actually comes together okay. We haven't even practiced with the DVD from netflix yet. And we have five more weeks of dance class to refine it. Exciting. We also learned the basics of the waltz last night, which was pretty easy, because it's slow, and a lot of it is just like the foxtrot only slow and we can do the foxtrot already. However, we learned progressive twinkling last night and that tripped us up a bit, but we're getting it, and it's going to look so classy and slick once we've got it. No matter what song we end up dancing to for the first dance at our wedding, we're going to have to ask DJ Betsy to play at least one foxtrot and one waltz so we can show our stuff. Everyone will be amazed by how classy and elegant we are. (Or they'll be amazed by how I'm tripping over my dress and we have to keep stopping and starting over from the beginning every time. One or the other.)
