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I update far to little on here. Life mostly seems to consist of travel-write funding application-travel-travel at the moment, which is fun, but this isn't a travel blog so you probably don't want constant updates on Jamaica and Tanzania and France and things, nor does everyone need to hear constant essays on my Geoffrey-car.
So today I will talk about yoga, because today I learned that I've quite possibly been doing a whole load of yoga poses/movements wrong for years.
We were doing some balancy/stretchy exercises involving standing on one leg, head down, other leg in the air, which works your hamstrings to buggery, and the teacher said, "It shouldn't be hurting the back of your knees."
( But aren't hamstring stretches meant to do that? Apparently not. )
So that was enlightening.
In other news, I've been writing A LOT again, but nothing postable - some OCs who have been resident in my brain since about 2001 decided to get chatty again and have been demanding I write EVERYTHING with them. It's nice, as they're old friends and I've co-habited my brain with them for a very long time now, so it's very comfortable and some of the most effortless writing I've ever enjoyed. It's also not so much a coherent story as a narration of their entire life histories, not always with a context for the uninitiated, so it'll never be suitable for sharing...and I like it that way. There's no pressure to make it "good", no reason to worry about style or originality or whether it's cheesy or clichéd, because it's just for me. And them. Mostly them, I think.
So today I will talk about yoga, because today I learned that I've quite possibly been doing a whole load of yoga poses/movements wrong for years.
We were doing some balancy/stretchy exercises involving standing on one leg, head down, other leg in the air, which works your hamstrings to buggery, and the teacher said, "It shouldn't be hurting the back of your knees."
( But aren't hamstring stretches meant to do that? Apparently not. )
So that was enlightening.
In other news, I've been writing A LOT again, but nothing postable - some OCs who have been resident in my brain since about 2001 decided to get chatty again and have been demanding I write EVERYTHING with them. It's nice, as they're old friends and I've co-habited my brain with them for a very long time now, so it's very comfortable and some of the most effortless writing I've ever enjoyed. It's also not so much a coherent story as a narration of their entire life histories, not always with a context for the uninitiated, so it'll never be suitable for sharing...and I like it that way. There's no pressure to make it "good", no reason to worry about style or originality or whether it's cheesy or clichéd, because it's just for me. And them. Mostly them, I think.
