Rainy day yoga

No-one much goes to yoga on a rainy day except for me in my orange gumboots with orange umbrella and a couple of other committed masochists and unfortunately it means that the instructor who’s been watching us for years has the time to encourage us get to the next level. For some reason he picked on me to do a free-standing headstand tonight – I’m nervous enough not having my feet on the ground let alone balancing upside down with no wall behind me. However, he did let me do it ‘near’ the wall but I still crashed backwards and slid ungracefully down the wall with an alarming squawk. It was exhausting trying to will my feet to lift off the ground but I’m determined to get there.


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