Apparently my arms are going to have to be licensed with the state of New York as deadly weapons. It seems that the more deeply I grasp my hands together in Supta K, the more powerfully they spring apart as soon as Sir lets go of my wrists. Like a double-sided sling shot. I may be a superhero after all,Richard.
I did get a “good bind” today from the bestower of poses, notwithstanding the flinging of arms. Ha ha, arms! Geddit?
What is it going to take for my hands to stay together? They are so so so so much more solidly gripping now than they were a few months ago. And yet still, it’s as if my right hand and my left hand are repelling each other, like the opposite ends of two magnets.
Other than that, nice, brisk practice. Not particularly high energy. And yet fine. Like settling into a comfortable relationship.