To be honest, I cheated haha.
I can't get up by myself. I managed to maybe once or two, but that's because it was more of momentum and not true core strength (like my tripod headstand), I can't control it. So I tip over a lot. This one was aided up by my sister.
But the nice thing is once I'm up, I can hold for minutes and not feel any strain at all. The nicer thing is that momentum, while hard to control, can be maintained as long as I don't fear the sudden weightlessness. So I'll work on both that.
Something amazing happened in class today.
My wheel stopped hurting!
My wheel used to fucking hurt like a slut. If you read me long enough, then you must have read the creative slew of insults I regularly spit at this pose. I can't do it. My back murders me each time I try. I hate it beyond words.
But today, today it was beautifully fine. It no longer hurt as much as before. I took a photo to check out my progress and while it looks like there isn't much (I did it without stretching first so maybe), I'm still glad THE PAIN IS GONE.
I used to hate this pose Jesus Christ, now I think I might actually work with it more.
Woohoo what a magical day.
Date night with the best.
Baby had been secretive all week about where he was going to bring me tonight. I managed to pry it out of him a few days back heh heh. So here we are at Wala Wala, in the heart of Holland Village.
He made a big fuss over dedicating a song to me. His friend, the live singer on stage, was so shy that he couldn't look up and hence missed all of Gabriel's wild gestures for his attention. In the end, he just shouted, 'play Marry Me!' and when that went unheard, he shouted again 'ok whatever just dedicate anything to Nicole!'
My public-glare-unfazed baby :)
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