#75 yoga retreat
September 5, 2010
sometimes i blame yoga for my wrists. sometimes i blame that baby elephant in Thailand. sometimes nonna’s lupus, mum’s rheumatoid arthritis, the list goes on. In any case, I can’t do downward facing dog.
I have listed on my 101 that i have to attend 10 meditation classes. started googling. separately to that, Tamster suggested we go away to this place with a tipi for a weekend. While we were all really excited at this prospect, the ban on tobacco really put us off. Not that any of us smoke, but i truly think a tipi would go hand in hand with my shisha. actually, who am i kidding… everything goes hand in hand with my shisha. except bronchitis.
as i typed that sentence i just realised… we probably could have just brought the soex brand and been fine. bah, no matter
The venue was advertising a bunch of retreats, and Brettski and I decided spur of the moment that we would go to a yoga / meditation weekend. I was hoping to knock out at least 3 of the meditations from my 10. I also hoped to understand meditation better by being in that environment for the entire weekend.
mmm… finish this later, have to go to bed with my book on endocrinology. at least i get the assignment now…
