Review: Ziva Yoga

Ziva Yoga is a new studio I'm trying and I love it already!

My session happened to be a 1-to-1 so my instructor paid full attention to me. She was so encouraging my god. I was straining for the most part and she kept saying it's okay, I have a very heightened sense of body awareness, I have the potential to be more, keep patient and keep going.

And so I did. I pushed and pushed and exerted till I had nothing left.

But apparently I did because after that, I still had the energy to run seven blocks in the rain to find myself at my next dance studio, iFit, a physio/ rehabilitation place nestled deep inside Red Hill.

















I suppose I did pretty okay for a first time jazz learner but there's more I can improve on. In the mean time, I am just trying to tone down how sexualized all my moves are because pole dance hahaha nothing escapes the touch of pole dance on my life.

Also does my face look like the last photo all the time oh my god.



New things I love about you.

Today is the way you lovingly hugged me from behind as I paid for cookies, sniffing my hair.

Today is the way you reached out your hand to the back as we alighted the bus, without looking back because you knew I'd run to reach you as I always do.

Today is the way you kept looking at me throughout our mookata to make sure I was enjoying myself.

Today is the way you gave me all the meat you were cooking and kissing me in the middle of dinner just because.

Today is the way you turned to look at me as you reached out your hand, watching me quicken my steps to reach you.

Today is the way you opened the cab door for me and my mum, and the delightful grin you wore all the way home when I told you none of my ex-boyfriends ever did that for me.

Today is the way you snuggled my face next to yours as we got off the cab to wait for your parents, like you couldn't wait for us to be alone before indulging in your need for affection.

Today is the way you twisted as you took a photo with your family, and guarding your grandma's portrait on your shoulder and being the life of the party.



Today is the way you patted your lap invitingly, shifting my butt to sit atop of your knees while your parents sat right next to you.

Today is the way you quietly slipped a ring into my finger as your mum prayed for all of us to stay like this for the next thirty years.

Today is the way you guiltily admitted your sneaky attempt when I said you proposed only because you want three rounds of Dota.

Today is the way you catered to all my needs despite having a Dota match.

Today is the way you rushed to me when I ahem'ed loudly after hearing you tell your friend the match was over.

Today is the way you played a Dota video and laid on the bed, spreading your arms and waiting for grumpy me on the chair to go to you.

Today is the way you squeezed me and whispered "I'll do all the work," when I told you I got sleepy and tired waiting for you.

Today is the way you kissed me, hungry and demanding, as if you could never get enough of me.

Today is the way you instinctively opened up your arm when you felt me coming to bed, making sure I laid properly safe beside you before wrapping my shoulder with your hand.

Today is the way you love, as you always do, and yesterday was the way I loved you, as I forever will.

Everyday I find myself surprised by how deeply I can love you, over and over again. You and the powerful ways you show affection, you and the subtleties your love seeps through in. You, you, you.

I'll never leave you.