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Gah. Dinner with the parents. **Heavy** practice this morning.

Bleh.

Started to walk my foot in during urdhva dhanurasana. Immediately felt how it was crunching my sacrum. Switched to my hands. Much better. It puts the stress in the lower thoracic instead.

VBG had me step away from the wall and set up for a dropback. “Go ahead,” he said.

Oh, the wall. “Am I close enough?” I asked, entertaining visions of hitting my head on the floor as I totally missed the wall.

He nodded.

Oooh, it was kind of nice. I only had to touch a couple of times going down. I tried this a while back and was totally uncoordinated. This morning, I walked down, then walked back up with very few touches. The newfound coordination is because of the hand-walking business. I realize now that I had some kind of unwritten kinesthetic “rule” that hips and shoulders stayed parallel. It was just how I moved. Reinforced by decades of weightlifting. Anyhow, it was very cool this morning to move down the wall and back up with just a few touches. My legs were nice and grounded, and I realized that I used to do it backwards: my shoulders would be like cement, and all of the movement was in my hips. Today, though, the legs were cement and the shoulder girdle/upper back was articulating/initiating movement by adjusting side-to-side in relation to the stillness of the hips.

Duh! It seems so obvious now.

Okay, Tova. You can thank me for inventing this again.