whoohoo!
last nite i did it, i was able to get into and hold the lotus pose!
i've been working towards that now for about a month or so! so now i just have to keep practicing until i can sit like that for more than 1/2 a minute!
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- As if you couldn't tell, cocobannan is a pseudonym. I'm not sure where I got the name from, but I have periodically used it when feeling slightly adventurous, but still shy. And that is how I would characterise my feelings in starting an online journal such as this. EEEK to be so exposed to so many people gets my stomach in knots. But then again, I have to give myself a shake and remember I ain't no movie star, who cares about my small, uninformed, incomplete, incoherant (at times) musings and rantings? Ahhh anonyminity! So, you may be wondering, if I'm such a nervous blob (with no HTML, flash, Atom, CSS, knowledge or know how.) What the 'Ell am I doing this for? I'm hoping to use this blog to help me organize my artwork and writing in addition to organizing my troubled thoughts. My art is a work in progress, as am I.
Hi, it's pickle - I have a sign in somewhere but can't remember it at the moment.
ReplyDeleteI know how you feel about the lotus - not the actual position - but the other day I ran on the treadmill for the very first time - I could have kissed myself - but then would have caused a terrible accident on the treadmill. Anyway, I felt like I'd accomplished something huuuuuge. Loves it!!! Go figure. Now I don't want my run to end - and I'm reminded of being young - on the track team and running beside J. Smith and I liked it before boys and all that other stuff that's part of the good life came along to distract me.
So you seem so much better than you've ever been.....
I looooove your work and have showed it to M.
I'll email you. There's so much stuff going on, I never have time for anything - and I used to have time for so much. Say hi to G.
P.S. the one thing I loved about riding at first was actually being able to drive something on my own. The independance nearly floored me.
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hiya pickle!
ReplyDeletei know exactly what-cha mean about the sense of independance when riding. i also love that sense that the bike is just an extension of me, like i'm flying under my own power.
i find when i excersize, especially when its activity driven like riding or running or rock jumping (my favorite) i am reconnecting back to a time when i did these things as a matter of course. i begin to remember a relationship i used to have with myself, one where there was no drag time between my thought or impulse and the action, like taking a walk to the store to get milk for mom, right? and suddenly i see this big gnarley squat crab apple tree down in minette's point and i get this urge right? and what do i do? i honor that urge, i climb the damn tree, get to the top pull down a bitter and juicy apple and devour my proper fruits of labour.
would i do that today? probably not, but i'm glad that once upon a time i did. and i'm glad that if i wanted to, i know. i still could.