Today I had a focus--vacuum stomach. I was tired and sore and mentally exhausted but figured that if I could just really focus on that one thing, then I could get through it. Paying attention made me pay attention. You can't rush through a serious stomach vacuum and it might make you need to pee! When I got up to go, I was all fuzzy headed and "blissy".
Jumping was higher and lighter. Everything had just a little more length, just a little more space. But it wore me out. Pincha and karan jump back? Forget it! I knew that my body couldn't take it today (partly because of a moonday coming up). That said, I felt a difference in karandavasana for sure. I felt hollowed out and rounded like a little ball and my legs were noticeably higher on my arms.
Wheels were a trial. Each time I lifted up a rib ached here, a joint there, everything feeling fragile and tender. I stood up and just breathed for a little bit, looking down, thinking how much this was going to hurt. And then I was like, "wait a second--no more thinking! Just breathe, just move." So that's what I did. Some were fast, some were slow. But I can't remember ever grabbing ankles with feet that parallel before...
After the forward bend I was thinking about how I had to really work on lift ups, yadda, yadda, as I lifted up and jumped back without touching my feet to the floor. Really! I wanted to squeal with delight--and of course no one saw. If a tree falls in the forest...
Why is this a revelation? Because although I don't usually touch my feet to the ground when I jump back, I'll usually give it a swing and/or push off from the back of my arms. But today, none of that. Now I can barely make it up the stairs :)
