I'm having one. One of those days. The days when your skin doesn't fit and everything -- absolutely everything -- is irritating. Like the fact that suddenly I was typing in italics, even though I hadn't asked for italics, so I had to go back and un-italicize my text. Or like the (really very lovely) music playing on the television right now. It's a flute sonata. I think I could maybe handle a cello piece right now, but high-pitched sounds seem to shoot into my ears and bounce crazily off the inside of my skull (didn't there used to be a brain in there?) so the gist of this is, I'm not very good company. I think it's my cold trying to get back in, even though I have banished it.
I did go to my Tai Chi class this morning. We learned (or relearned) the first four of the 108 moves in the Taoist Tai Chi set. I was interested to see that I really don't remember much at all about the moves, but I am able to tell that I'm not turning my feet correctly, or that I'm leaning back and compressing my lower spine (a definite no-no). I may not be doing it right, but at least I know I'm doing it wrong, and that's progress. I went to the open house yesterday and signed up quickly, before I could change my mind. I have greatly missed not only Tai Chi itself, but the community. I recognized several people -- instructors, mostly -- and some people remembered me and came over to talk. I told them that nothing has changed. I'm still very undependable, because of my work schedule and the fact that I tend to keep leaving the country for a month or two or three at a time, but that I will do my best to show up regularly. They seem to be fine with that.
After Tai Chi, I came home for lunch, then headed out with Robin to buy our Out-of-Province medical coverage, do some shopping, and stop in at the tanning salon. I had high hopes that a dose of Vitamin D would banish my grouchiness, but alas, it didn't.
Have I mentioned that the sky is falling? It's raining and raining and raining. Of course, that's not altogether a bad thing. As long as it's raining, it's not snowing, and snow right now would be a Very Bad Thing.
There. I've found a (metaphorical) ray of sunshine. At least it's not snowing.
Ooh. That reminds me of this clip from Young Frankenstein. The line I love comes just after 5:05.
There. I guess I'm not all that grumpy, after all. A little Tai Chi, a little Vitamin D, a little Marty Feldman -- good for what ails me. I hope you like it, too.
4 comments:
Everyone has a bad day every now and again!
I tried Tai Chi for a time and I liked it but I found the group were very "clicky" and I didn't like that so I gave it up. I have started yoga though and the group are very friendly.
Hope you feel better soon!
I'm lucky with this group. They are very friendly. This is Taoist Tai Chi, and all the instructors are volunteers. Maybe that contributes to the positive atmosphere - I don't know. Also, we're mostly old , um, folks - so we all recognize others' infirmities and sympathize.
Hang in there! I see you are fighting the glooms with humor...a good tactic!
I first saw Young Frankenstein in a cinema in Sweden, with Swedish subtitles.
It was interesting how, to judge from the silence in the cinema, a lot of the humour didn't translate, or didn't seem obvious to someone for whom English was a second language.
My favourite bits were always Marty Feldman's joke about the door knockers on the castle (so corny) and
"Pardon me boy, is this the Transylvania station?"
Oh, and the monster's meal with the old blind man. Oh, and Marty Feldman's moving hump. I'd forgotten that!
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