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Showing posts with label Sports. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sports. Show all posts
Thursday, 21 June 2012
Friday, 9 March 2012
Wednesday, 29 February 2012
Sunday, 11 December 2011
Sunday, 4 December 2011
Sunday, 27 November 2011
Tuesday, 22 November 2011
I have Sjogren Syndrome and so does Venus!
Venus Williams raises awareness for Sjogren Syndrome!
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/09/02/sports/tennis/2011-us-open-venus-williams-describes-fights-with-fatigue.html?_r=1&ref=tennis
Wednesday, 12 October 2011
Sunday, 27 March 2011
Good old volleyball times...
I'm reading this book called The thing about life is that one day you'll be dead by David Shields and there is a passage that took me directly back to my volleyball years... the memories from that time are bittersweet, mostly because I think I might have been more sucessful in another sport, since I never grew enough to be a top player, but some of them are really good: (specially having found 'myman' there)
"The junior varsity played immediately after the varsity. At the end of the third quarter of the varsity game, all of us on the JV, wearing our good sweaters, good shoes, and only ties, would leave the gym to go change for our game. I loved leaving right when the varsity game was getting interesting; I loved everyone seeing us as a group, me belonging to that group, and everyone wishing us luck; I loved being part of the crowd and breaking away from the crowd to go play. And then when I was playing, I knew the crowd was there, but they slid into the distance like the overhead lights."
(although I must say, most of the time our crowd was more like half a dozen parents)
"The junior varsity played immediately after the varsity. At the end of the third quarter of the varsity game, all of us on the JV, wearing our good sweaters, good shoes, and only ties, would leave the gym to go change for our game. I loved leaving right when the varsity game was getting interesting; I loved everyone seeing us as a group, me belonging to that group, and everyone wishing us luck; I loved being part of the crowd and breaking away from the crowd to go play. And then when I was playing, I knew the crowd was there, but they slid into the distance like the overhead lights."
(although I must say, most of the time our crowd was more like half a dozen parents)
Saturday, 19 March 2011
Wednesday, 2 March 2011
At Yoga during Śavāsana - or relaxation pose
The Yoga teacher:
Relax your whole body, relax your head, relax your hands and your fingertips, relax your ancles, relax your navel, relax your arms, relax your tongue (as if!), relax your mouth, your nose, your breathing gets slower, relax your eyes and let them role all the way to the back of your cranium - here is where the teacher lost me, to the back of my cranium??? It sounded more like a surrealist dreaming class!
Relax your whole body, relax your head, relax your hands and your fingertips, relax your ancles, relax your navel, relax your arms, relax your tongue (as if!), relax your mouth, your nose, your breathing gets slower, relax your eyes and let them role all the way to the back of your cranium - here is where the teacher lost me, to the back of my cranium??? It sounded more like a surrealist dreaming class!
Friday, 4 February 2011
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