Shiva Rea Kicks My Ass
Jun. 29th, 2009 10:42 amToday is the day that I listen to my last Becker lecture ever. Presuming that I ever manage to get started.
It's raining, the kind of rain that means I am unlikely to make it out for a walk of any meaningful length, so I dug out Shiva Rea's yoga DVD. If I am going to do yoga, which I don't much care for, I might as well at least have a hot girl to look at. And large portions of the DVD were filmed on a beach. I cannot keep up with Shiva Rea, not no way no how. I stuck with the beginner flow, skipped the backbends, and ended panting.
I took a shower. I have made myself the most elaborate salad possible without leaving the house. (
danceboy: I am getting us a gosh darn salad spinner. I don't know why I didn't crack and do it ages ago. I am really tired of wet lettuce.) I have a cup of apricot tea.
The lectures are about four hours, all told. But they are the very last ones.
It's raining, the kind of rain that means I am unlikely to make it out for a walk of any meaningful length, so I dug out Shiva Rea's yoga DVD. If I am going to do yoga, which I don't much care for, I might as well at least have a hot girl to look at. And large portions of the DVD were filmed on a beach. I cannot keep up with Shiva Rea, not no way no how. I stuck with the beginner flow, skipped the backbends, and ended panting.
I took a shower. I have made myself the most elaborate salad possible without leaving the house. (
The lectures are about four hours, all told. But they are the very last ones.
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Date: 2009-06-29 03:03 pm (UTC)Ice cream seems sub-optimal on a gray, wet, not-so-warm day, but it's an easily made and fulfilled promise, so I still suggest it as a possibility.
My other ideas are much harder to achieve with the world in its current unfoldable state, but I will provide them if requested.