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bethlakshmiGood times:
- class with my student
- got budokan video
- roommate exodus
Class Notes
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jezebelpussycat came for class last night. We had a very good, but chatty class. Which was OK, since this was a Seriously Butt-Kicking class. Reviewed:
- tattu adavu (stamping)
- nattu adavu (heel extensions)
- sabha slokum (peice from the Abhinaya Darpana)
- alarippu (the summer choreography)
That's about 75% nritta, and thus lots of butt kicking. So I don't feel bad we spread an hour of instruction over two hours. This is pretty ambitious and I remember being totally wiped at this stage. She's doing fine - her brain is maxed out right now, with all sorts of new learning for school, but she's retaining info just fine. Nothing new this week, just firming up the current info set.
Budokon!!
Got the new Budokon videos - before Oct. 18th - yay!!! Found them on table after we finished class. They are pretty neat - one is basic moves, and one is an entire weight loss system - with two DVDs, a booklet, and an audio CD. I'm starting with the beginning moves one, hoping it will be a good intro before I plunge in. Also reading the booklet. It's about eating the way they want you to eat to maximize benefits. In general, it's sane - whole grains, lots of fiber, minimize the meat and non-complex carbs and sugar and hydrogenated oils - duh. They have a certain focus on raw foods that I'm not sure I agree with. But the point of not boiling your veggies into oblivion is valid, and the idea of avoiding potatoes in favor a peice of raw fruit is definitely smart. I really like the idea of starting the day with a peice of fruit - I've always found that that works. They do, however, want me to avoid coffee. I think I have to draw the line there. There are only so many good life changes I can handle at once. Eating right and working out is the target. Caffeine detox is not in the plan.
Tried the beginner video this morning. Even got up plenty early to do the long workout (40 minutes) and still be on time to work. It IS a good workout. By the end of the yoga section my heart rate was up and a thin sheen of sweat had formed, but I wasn't out of breath. By the 3/4 mark of the martial section I was tired, and slightly breathing hard. By the end of hte martial arts section, I had just reached done. The meditation was a nice enough cool down, although I may stretch out afterwards, depending how I feel 6 hours from now... It is definitely a power-growth thing - before I even had coffee, I was bouncing toward work with an energy that usually doesn't hit until 10:00 or 11:00. Even now at 10:30, I'm pretty invigorated.
Must make effort to
- push on yoga moves a little
- be careful of martial arts form
Only oddness - he doesn't mention breathing in the martial arts section. But his background dancers are doing the fast breath "tsu" sound that I learned in my brief stint of Kung Fu. Given that he spends time in yoga talking about breathwork, and that this is a power-oriented workout - I was a little surprised he didn't cover the difference in martial arts breath work. Weird.
I'm also happily wearing my new Cute Pants with Cute Belt (with shiny bits) and Cute, Witchy Socks.
Bye-bye Roomate
Came home from dinner last night at 10:50, to hear roommate upstairs making a bit of noise. That was fine for a while, I watched the Pose Guide for the Budokon video (it has a separate section just on proper poses) and got ready for bed. At 11:30 - thumping, crashing and chatting were still going on. I decided to say something. When she first moved in, I pointed out that I need to be up and going by 8:00 or before, so staying up past midnight is not an everyday option for me, and I need to have the house be quiet by then. So, I went up and pointed out the time and said "you've got 30 more minutes of noise, but then I need it to be quiet". She said she was getting stuff out now, and was, in fact, out by midnight. Not everything is gone, but I presumed the car was filled up.
This is pretty bittersweet for me. This wasn't the natural disaster that George was - there were no flies in my kitchen, and I haven't been having endless days of fretting about how to manage the situation. But... I notice that she throws herself into the moment, and how that her attention has shifted, it feels as though me and my house matter very little. Her detachment makes me have a need to detach, too. As friendly and charming as she is, I have to realize that this isn't the love and attention of a good friend, but perhaps the mannerisms of someone who desperately needs acceptance, and it is still in a space of living in the moment.
No sign of bedbugs on second floor. Crossing fingers.
However, my body has manifested three cases of itchy spots that:
- start as white (or, really, pale-skin-color) raised, itchy bumps - like a mosquito bite
- Inside of 24 hours turn progressively redder
- by the time they are fully red, they are not particularly itchy.
- the first one has been here 2.5 days
They are on the stomach, back, and just above the left elbow. This is almost definitely not a bed-bug - they leave streaks of bites.
I can't say for sure they occur while I'm sleeping. I had the itchy phase of one start last night, one started in the morning, and one I didn't track.
If another one appears, I'm slapping a band-aid on before I can itch it and finding either the company nurse or my new GP.
ARGH. I don't have time for this. And I don't have the energy to spare to let the roommate's bug neurosis become my neurosis.
Not sure where to go from here. On the one hand, with rising oil costs anticipated, a winter roommate would be no bad thing. But adding up the two experiences, I'm seeing that roommates have had more negative impact on my psyche than positive. I'm not sure I have the energy to spare to try again, and I'm coming to value my privacy more than the companionship. And... probably more important - the ability to do what I want, when I want to do it. I know that's a part of living with someone - compromise - but I currently seem to have very little compromise left in me at the end of the day when I come home.
- class with my student
- got budokan video
- roommate exodus
Class Notes
jezebelpussycat came for class last night. We had a very good, but chatty class. Which was OK, since this was a Seriously Butt-Kicking class. Reviewed:- tattu adavu (stamping)
- nattu adavu (heel extensions)
- sabha slokum (peice from the Abhinaya Darpana)
- alarippu (the summer choreography)
That's about 75% nritta, and thus lots of butt kicking. So I don't feel bad we spread an hour of instruction over two hours. This is pretty ambitious and I remember being totally wiped at this stage. She's doing fine - her brain is maxed out right now, with all sorts of new learning for school, but she's retaining info just fine. Nothing new this week, just firming up the current info set.
Budokon!!
Got the new Budokon videos - before Oct. 18th - yay!!! Found them on table after we finished class. They are pretty neat - one is basic moves, and one is an entire weight loss system - with two DVDs, a booklet, and an audio CD. I'm starting with the beginning moves one, hoping it will be a good intro before I plunge in. Also reading the booklet. It's about eating the way they want you to eat to maximize benefits. In general, it's sane - whole grains, lots of fiber, minimize the meat and non-complex carbs and sugar and hydrogenated oils - duh. They have a certain focus on raw foods that I'm not sure I agree with. But the point of not boiling your veggies into oblivion is valid, and the idea of avoiding potatoes in favor a peice of raw fruit is definitely smart. I really like the idea of starting the day with a peice of fruit - I've always found that that works. They do, however, want me to avoid coffee. I think I have to draw the line there. There are only so many good life changes I can handle at once. Eating right and working out is the target. Caffeine detox is not in the plan.
Tried the beginner video this morning. Even got up plenty early to do the long workout (40 minutes) and still be on time to work. It IS a good workout. By the end of the yoga section my heart rate was up and a thin sheen of sweat had formed, but I wasn't out of breath. By the 3/4 mark of the martial section I was tired, and slightly breathing hard. By the end of hte martial arts section, I had just reached done. The meditation was a nice enough cool down, although I may stretch out afterwards, depending how I feel 6 hours from now... It is definitely a power-growth thing - before I even had coffee, I was bouncing toward work with an energy that usually doesn't hit until 10:00 or 11:00. Even now at 10:30, I'm pretty invigorated.
Must make effort to
- push on yoga moves a little
- be careful of martial arts form
Only oddness - he doesn't mention breathing in the martial arts section. But his background dancers are doing the fast breath "tsu" sound that I learned in my brief stint of Kung Fu. Given that he spends time in yoga talking about breathwork, and that this is a power-oriented workout - I was a little surprised he didn't cover the difference in martial arts breath work. Weird.
I'm also happily wearing my new Cute Pants with Cute Belt (with shiny bits) and Cute, Witchy Socks.
Bye-bye Roomate
Came home from dinner last night at 10:50, to hear roommate upstairs making a bit of noise. That was fine for a while, I watched the Pose Guide for the Budokon video (it has a separate section just on proper poses) and got ready for bed. At 11:30 - thumping, crashing and chatting were still going on. I decided to say something. When she first moved in, I pointed out that I need to be up and going by 8:00 or before, so staying up past midnight is not an everyday option for me, and I need to have the house be quiet by then. So, I went up and pointed out the time and said "you've got 30 more minutes of noise, but then I need it to be quiet". She said she was getting stuff out now, and was, in fact, out by midnight. Not everything is gone, but I presumed the car was filled up.
This is pretty bittersweet for me. This wasn't the natural disaster that George was - there were no flies in my kitchen, and I haven't been having endless days of fretting about how to manage the situation. But... I notice that she throws herself into the moment, and how that her attention has shifted, it feels as though me and my house matter very little. Her detachment makes me have a need to detach, too. As friendly and charming as she is, I have to realize that this isn't the love and attention of a good friend, but perhaps the mannerisms of someone who desperately needs acceptance, and it is still in a space of living in the moment.
No sign of bedbugs on second floor. Crossing fingers.
However, my body has manifested three cases of itchy spots that:
- start as white (or, really, pale-skin-color) raised, itchy bumps - like a mosquito bite
- Inside of 24 hours turn progressively redder
- by the time they are fully red, they are not particularly itchy.
- the first one has been here 2.5 days
They are on the stomach, back, and just above the left elbow. This is almost definitely not a bed-bug - they leave streaks of bites.
I can't say for sure they occur while I'm sleeping. I had the itchy phase of one start last night, one started in the morning, and one I didn't track.
If another one appears, I'm slapping a band-aid on before I can itch it and finding either the company nurse or my new GP.
ARGH. I don't have time for this. And I don't have the energy to spare to let the roommate's bug neurosis become my neurosis.
Not sure where to go from here. On the one hand, with rising oil costs anticipated, a winter roommate would be no bad thing. But adding up the two experiences, I'm seeing that roommates have had more negative impact on my psyche than positive. I'm not sure I have the energy to spare to try again, and I'm coming to value my privacy more than the companionship. And... probably more important - the ability to do what I want, when I want to do it. I know that's a part of living with someone - compromise - but I currently seem to have very little compromise left in me at the end of the day when I come home.
