Yesterday's rude awakening included a yoga moment I which I may have found a new degree of old and out of shape. My face-up dog failed, and I came near to pulling something in the groin. What?!? Did I mention that my yoga practice had taken too long a vacation. Horrible behavior.
So today, cobra practice, to ease back in.
The cat decided I was there to give him head butting. When I stopped he followed me everywhere, complaining I had stopped too soon.
Meet my yoga coach. Every day, he says. Every evening.
I have permission to hit the shower, he says.
1 comment:
What a pretty kitty boy.
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