Tai Chi tonight. I was late, but not feeling fussed about it. Lately, being late or early or bothering with schedules does not get my knickers in a twist. I feel a little like I'm floating in a big pool. Hmm. Going with the flow, I guess.
At any rate, I love Tai Chi, or I love the first half of our Tai Chi sessions. We stretch and do some warming up exercises. We breathe and balance on one leg for ages. We listen to some ambient Chinese music and go through the form and then we take a break and meditate (sometimes I get pretty close to actually meditating). Sometimes, during the meditation, I hear T, our instructor, shuffling around. I definitely do not meditate then. I sit with my eyes closed tightly and try to not feel anxious about whatever he has planned for us.
Today, when I opened my eyes, he was holding the big green belts. I hate this activity. You have to hold a belt around your partner's waist, while they do the form. I always end up with some old man, right up against my rump. The belts, I really detest, but to be honest, anytime I hear, "Get together with a partner..." it triggers some middle school gym class anxiety in me.
I want some no contact Tai Chi.
