Oh my God.
Body sore. Legs sore. Everything but my nose is sore, unless there’s a posture named Painfaceasana that I missed!
So today was my first advanced class. It went OK, aside from the fact that I now realise that I have very little strength and literally no upper body strength to lift my puny 45kg self off the floor. *super pout.
With 3 bruises on my body, it brings the lovely collection of angry purple marks on my body to 7, though I have a feeling that I shall discover more markings tomorrow.
Jakob’s our coach, and he told us that by the time we’ve got our routines down to a pat, he’s gonna take us to practice in front of the Starbucks down by the studio as we “need to learn how to do the postures even with distractions”. Fun!
Ugh, bleary eyes. Can’t type straight.