So, I came home all jazzed, got out my yoga mat, put the dvd in, started the warm up, started the ashtanga sunsalutation series, and as soon as I hit downward dog my palms started slipping forward away from me. Grrrr!
The first remedy I tried was to spray my yoga mat down with a eco friendly cleaner and wipe it dry. No dice.
The second remedy I tried was to put some baking soda on my hands.. noooo dice.
The third remedy I tried was using a little hair gel on my hands to make them sticky. NO F'ING DICE!
I was frustrated, and I'm sad, and I thought...to hell with it. I'll buy some sticky hands stuff and do it tomorrow.
It's almost "that" time and the evil death is emerging. It doesn't help that, until very recently, I had been dating the poster boy for unemotional men and I haven't quite reconciled with that whole situmatation.
Today's theme is... F' IT. F' HIM. F' YOGA MATS. F' SWEATY PALMS. F'.
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Just use today as your rest day then...I may have to do that tomorrow if I get into the routine and my quads are still crushed.
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