Today I was planning to write about the Money & Finances section of my life blueprint. However, recent events are way more interesting.
Today I joined an online yoga site and decided I wanted to learn to do the moon salutation. Normally I would change into my yoga kit, even though I’m at home and nobody can see me. Impatient to start something new, I shrugged off my outer layers, keeping decent by retaining my vest (Granny Weatherwax would be so proud).
As the course started, I became aware of the rising crescent moon from my bedroom window. How timely. Grinning like a Cheshire Cat, I moved through the first sequence of positions. I was having a wonderful time, right up to the point where I was totally bent over, butt in the air, feeling quite smug about how much flexibility I still have. And then I encountered a support issue. The more folded over I was, the more my boobs got in the way. Oh heck! I was not wearing my sports bra! My ‘round ‘em up’ bra only works when I’m in the upright position. It was not designed to withstand inversion. Not only was I holding the pose, I was inadvertently holding my breath due to lack of an open airway.
My sense of humour at this ridiculous situation got the better of me. Collapsing to the mat, not due to asphyxiation but the giggles, l lay helpless with laughter, the crescent moon shining down on my folly.
It only goes to show you, that while yoga may look very gentle and graceful, you still need to wear the appropriate support!
Have a great weekend everyone xx