No-Title Tuesday

To a large extent, it's great doing trapeze when it's hot. Your muscles are loose, which always works really well for me when I am trying to fly. But because I've been very stressed out, on Sunday I decided to take some pro-active steps to destress, and added yoga to the mix.

Until I went back, I had forgotten how much I enjoy yoga. So much that I went Monday and Tuesday mornings as well. My muscles thanked me for it, as did my mind. It also helped with that low grade anxiety attack that I have been having over the past few days...

And to a degree it helped my flying. My swing is looking better. By body feels more integrated. But doing too much (oh yeah, throw in biking down to Streb in 90 degree weather) always takes a toll on my energy level and thus performance.

Still it was a fun class. I swung some, practiced my force-outs over the board, and then my 360. I think that I might have made a small breakthrough on that trick, but wanted that to be the last memory my muscles had of attempting it. So, when Dino started showing the class the planche turnaround, which I have been avoiding because of my right elbow, I thought that it might be fun trying it with a reverse-reverse grip -- taking off with the right hand on the riser, left hand on the bar facing up. Dino had to hold my belt the first few times, and I my grip was too narrow so I kept coming out of the planche, but it has some possibilities, and I look forward to revisiting that when I get back from Israel, after my body has sufficiently recovered from not having a break from trapeze since last summer...

But, both Maryam and Emma got it! Nice job, ladies.

And, to end the evening, I flew down doing a split, coming out at the back end, a planche, then coming out at the back end, and down. I wonder, when fresh, how many tricks I can stay on the bar for before I'm swinging too low... maybe something to explore on Thursday?

"Courage is the price that life exacts for granting peace. The soul that knows it not, knows no release from little things; knows not the livid loneliness of fear."
-Amelia Earhart