Not So Sporty
My Sunday mornings are all taken away as for now. I never felt so liberated waking up early on Sundays until this morning. I managed to do the frog stand and rolling stunts according to the time and numbers required. I was jumping with joy and made a lot of silly noises together with the rest of the early birds.
The last move I did was 30 times push-ups. I was counting while doing it and was half dead when I reached 30. I was flat on the floor!! Later on I tried doing the head stand only to my embarrassment that I should curve my waist a bit as it could support my body instead of trying hard to straighten both my legs up! How foolish! Next weekend I am determined to conquer and finish up with the back roll!
Practicing it alone gave me endless sight of twinkling stars! Someone envied my frog stand that they claim to swallow all the weight loss pill the next week before they come. Haha! Well, I give credits to my dad for sending me to Ballet school at age 6 when fragility isn't a hindrance to twist and curl! I wished I had continued taking lessons.
After scouting endlessly for my LiliLala, we headed home, cooked, relaxed and took a long nap until 8pm. It's 12:02am now and I am not yet yawning!
It's Monday! Oh!!
