A Perfect Day

[shanmonster]

At 6:45 yestermorning, I wandered by myself through the still-dark city. Thick fog smeared my face as I walked. It felt good. And the rumbling garbage trucks and I had the city to ourselves. I was on my way to a yoga class.

This class wasn't held in a hot room. Like Goldilocks' porridge, it was not too hot, not too cold, but just right. We did a half-hour less than what we do in Saturday's hot ashtanga classes, so it wasn't nearly as exhausting. It was just a nice way to wake up.

Afterwards, I came home and spooned a bit with f00dave, ate breakfast, and zoomed off to Moncton for an impromptu visit and training session. How is this possible? Well, my sister has lent us her car for the week while she vacations in the US. I like driving with f00. I find it very relaxing. We stopped for lunch at the Salisbury Irving Big Stop and had sole burger platters. This is the first fish burger I've eaten in years. I was worried it might upset my stomach (as most fried food is guaranteed to do), but I popped an extra-strength Rolaid which seems to have thwarted the intestinal mayhem. The sandwich was really good. Mmmm....

Once we got to Moncton, we did a wee spot of shopping at junk shops. I ended up purchasing a new copy of Master Labyrinth for $5. Have you ever played it? If so, what do you think?

We then went to Crow's Corner Books to trade in a bunch of books and to say hello. f00 inflated his science collection, and I picked up five books:

• Heroes and Villains by Angela Carter (which I'm reading now)
• Boy: Tales of Childhood by Roald Dahl
• Ted Shawn, father of American dance: A biography by Walter Terry
• Cult Rapture: Revelations of the Apocalyptic Mind by Adam Parfrey
• Eccentric Lives and Peculiar Notions by John Michell

That should keep me busy for a while.

When John closed up the shop, we went for coffee and a sandwich before I accompanied him back to the dance studio for his class. For a change, it was nice to let someone else direct the class and just follow the instructions. Afterwards, we started working on our sword stuff which was my main reason for the trip in the first place. I don't think we really got anything done in terms of a workable dance, but we did come up with a rough idea for a story-telling dance, and John also showed me some European sabre stuff. Now I have to practice. I guess I'll be dragging my sword to class regularly so I can play with it before and after teaching. I know we could work something out easily if we could train together several times a week, but that's just not going to happen considering our schedules and my lack of transportation. Ah well.

We then went back to John's place to chat with him and Sephira before driving home beneath the lunar eclipse. It was a nice way to end the day.

Comments

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

I love Roald Dahl, although I haven't read anything by him in about six years. I'll soon remedy that!

I'm no yogi, but to begin with, you might want to try out Vini yoga, or maybe Hatha yoga. The Vini class I tried was very gentle, and seemed like a good introduction. Hatha seems similar to Ashtanga, but at a much slower pace.

[aberrantmist.livejournal.com]

new books to read (I'm jealous!) Happy Reading :)

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

Feel free to plunder my collection. I have lots of interesting literature.