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Primary, then intermediate through supta vajrasana. Backbends, backbends, backbends. No LBH. I miss the giddiness of LBH, but stuff is really opening up in my shoulders and upper back, so it makes sense to keep the focus on backbends.

I practiced next to A2 Daughter this morning. We were pretty much in sync from pasasana on. When I arrived at the shala, MM had run out to get a cup of coffee. No chance to chat with him about the kapo plan (i.e., let me work on my own, then an adjustment just to the elbows).

I couldn’t tell for sure, because she kept her voice low and was on the other side of the room, but I had the impression that The Poetess mentioned it to him. Still, when I got to kapo and did a hangback, there he was, grabbing my hands and bringing them to my feet. Alrighty then. Either he heard of my plan and dismissed it, or he doesn’t know about it. No matter. It’ll get sorted out.

Following my kapo, he helped A2 Daughter with hers (not that she needs it — she’s an easy heel-grabber). As she came out of kapo B, he waited to spot her in the half-handstand jumpback. She got confused and went up into a full handstand.

“Chaturanga,” MM said.

“What?” she asked.

“Chaturanga!” he said loudly.

A2 Daughter and I then traded supta vajrasana assists.

“I think MM yelled at me,” she said.

“Maybe he didn’t realize how loudly he was speaking,” I said. “Or maybe he’s channeling Krishnamacharya. On Friday he’s going to hit us.”

At the end of her supta vajrasana, I patted her leg. “Bakasana!” I pretend-yelled and we giggled.

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I don’t want to jinx it by saying anything, but I think I am in one of those “every practice feels spectacular” phases. I quite like it.