Since I’ve been really busy this week, I haven’t been able to practise Ashtanga at all. Much as I would have wanted to, my body is just too tired from all the Pilates. And knowing I’ll still be working at this rate for more than a week, I don’t see that happening soon, either.
Yesterday, I bought the “
Sivananda Beginner’s Guide to Yoga” for The Girlfriend. She’s been wanting to do some yoga again for some time (she had to stop because she had a horseback riding accident last year, though it wasn’t anything serious) and we both agreed that the book could be a good resource for her. It’s packed with lots of useful information plus there are many variations to make the poses both easier or harder. Since she can’t afford regular yoga classes and doesn’t really have much time for that even if I payed for them myself, it’s pretty much all she can do. We’ll work together with this book and with “
Total Yoga” by Tara Fraser (which has quickly become her favourite yoga book) to design a couple of easy routines that she can do on her own after learning them with some help from me. I might even make up a couple of routines for myself, as I’m afraid some gentle form yoga is all that my body could handle these days.
On a more personal note, I must make a confession: I think I’ve fallen in love. Yesterday, just before going to the bookshop, we walked past a pet shop and I had to stop. There it was, cuteness in the form of a French bulldog. I swear I’m not exaggerating by stating that it was love at first sight – from both parts, actually.
You see, we never had a puppy during our childhood. No matter how much we asked for a dog, my sister and I never got it because my parents said our flat was too small and we weren’t prepared for the responsibility (I think they meant they weren’t). That was until recently, because for reasons that remain unknown (although my sister’s persistent attempts at convincing my parents might have something to do with it), they seem to be more willing now.
There are, however, some issues that need to be worked out before we can have it. Should I buy it myself or should I let Mom pay half? If it’s mine, it’s mine with all the consequences. This means I’ll be the only one in actual charge of it, even though I’m positively sure that both The Girlfriend and The Sister will be more than willing to help. On the other hand, I’ll have to foot the bills (vet included) and I’m not sure if a) I can afford it and b) I want to spend that much money. The good side of it is, basically, that it’s my puppy and I can take it where I want to, when I want to. Even if that includes moving out, which I’m sure I couldn’t do if I’m not the sole owner because it’d be the family pet.
I haven’t made my mind up about it but I have to do it soon if I want to own the dog we saw the other day. I know it sounds all silly and superficial, but it’s just how I feel. I don’t want to make a hasty decision that I might regret but I’d be sooo thrilled to have it!
