The Shoulder

Waking up the day after kayaking, and my left shoulder is hugging my ear!!

I have no idea how this happened, but I look like a pirate!  Arrrrrr!  I don’t know how long it’s going to take to go back down to where it’s supposed to be, but hopefully soon.

I’m doing yoga on the roof now!  It’s yoga with a view!  I can see the countryside around me, and all the way to the town of Sant Antoni.  I also managed my first ever Bujapidasana!  Wow.  It’s been so long that I’ve wanted that pose.  I managed it for about three seconds before falling back down.  In actual fact, getting Bujapidasana is just technique, not an increase in strength or anything like that.  All I needed to do was bring my legs into the middle and cross my ankles.  Then there was enough space for me to stay up on my palms.  My legs still aren’t up near my shoulders like they should be, but that’s going to take some further hip opening first.

Kayaking

The next few posts are again a collection that I haven't managed to put up due to my lack of internet access.  I have five to post this time.

Today I went kayaking near the island of Es Vedra.  It’s a fantastic rock that juts out of the ocean near here.  It looks like the iron islands from Game of Thrones.  We went on a sunset cruise, and although the sunset had a few clouds in it, it was beautiful all the same.

The water was crystal clear.  The rocks underneath were beautiful too, but out of reach with the jellyfish populations as they are.  The water was freezing!

More yoga in the bedroom, same as before, a little stiff in the hips, but still able to do most things.  I’d love to get my lotus back, but we can’t rush these things.

Photo reblog

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Medieval festival

The order of some of the recent posts are a bit mixed up.  Posting them all at once on a poor connection seemed to overwhelm the blog, and I had errors popping up all over the place.  I hope it's understandable.

Today I caught the bus into Eivissa town for the medieval festival.  It was everything you’d imagine it to be.  The whole castle was full of stalls selling everything to do with the old style of life on the island. Big pigs on spits.

Yoga was good, I've stiffened up a lot with the running.  Well I'm not sure it's the running, but I've certainly stiffened up a lot.  It's been mostly in the hips.  I can't seem to get together a good Garbha Pindasana.  That used to be my favourite, so it's quite a hit to my practice.  I hadn't realised how much I like rolling around on my back, tied into a pretzel shape.  Right now I can't even get my arms through, so there's no rolling, but I'm sure it'll come back soon.

I've moved to practicing in my bedroom.  The tiles are nice and smooth.

Running

I went for a run today.  It’s the first for a while.  I used to run a lot, at even had a running blog back in 2006.  That then morphed into a Triathlon blog, and by 2011 the Tri blog was getting a huge amount of traffic.  I closed the blog when I had my motor scooter accident and my illness, but I’ll probably do triathlon again someday.

When I moved to Mexico I kept running, though only a little, and a lot slower than before.  Somewhere along the line though, some old foot injuries flared up, and running was off the table.  Today’s run was just 2km.  Long enough to strengthen the feet, calves, and knees, but not long enough to do anything else.  I know how to train from scratch – SLOWLY!

Primary was good, I’ve moved into the bedroom now.  The tiles are really nice and smooth, and the window is big enough for the room to breathe.  My hips are continuing to tighten unfortunately.  Garbha Pindasana didn’t happen today, and usually that’s one of my favourites.  Still, it was one of the most lovely sessions I’ve had in a while.  It just felt smooth, easy, flowing.  

And of course, Savasana was beautiful.

Yoga in long pants?

I finally got a full primary in, in this little hotel room.  

I’d never done a full primary in Long pants before.  How strange.  I mean, how does one get their arms through their legs for Garbha Pindasana?  I tried, but it wouldn’t go.  The rolling thing was off limits anyway, because in this little hotel room I’m stuck in a corridor without much room to do it.

I got to go mountain biking in the local hills around here.  Absolutely beautiful trails, through farmland full of infrastructure that was set up by the Moors long ago.  A lot of it is still tendered by the Spanish today, but a lot of it has fallen into ruin.  We drank water from a natural spring that gets its water all the way from the Pyrenees, through a layer of porous rock.  It tasted better than Evian.

Settled in a house, still no internet.

I finally have a house to live in.  It’s a beautiful old place in the countryside.  The only issue with it is that there is no internet.  This means no blogging.  It more than makes up for it with beautiful views of the surrounding orchards, and all sorts of spots in which to do my yoga.

Today I did a primary series on the back balcony where the hummocks are hung.  It was a nice series, though I’m a little stiff at the moment, so a lot of postures were modified.  The only issue with this spot is that the tiles here are very roughly hewn, so if any part of my body misses my mat, I get grazed.  I’ll keep looking for other spots.

Today was the first day I did yoga without a towel.  It was ok, though I won’t be doing it again.  The mat didn’t really get slippery, even when it was wet.  This is probably because I have a good Manduka, and not a cheapie mat.  Still, I didn’t have the confidence to do Setu Bandhasana or Urdhva Dhanurasana.  I also prefer the feeling of the towel keeping my dryish every time I I sit or lie down.