successful sunday

I managed to drag my lazy ass to taiko class today after missing the last one, and was treated to a one-on-one because no one else showed up. It was not quite as grueling as last time a similar thing happened because I guess I'm not as woefully out of shape as I was when I first started learning, but man, internalizing the form is just hard. Very counterintuitive, especially for my left arm. My movement training is all dance-based, which was, at least the way I learned it, all about controlled tension and extension, so I seem incapable of losing that tightness without my accuracy going out the window along with it. Shoulder release, how do?

All the same, it was fun. And now I have a very painful blister on my palm because I forgot to take off my rings beforehand, and I grip the bachi too hard.

After that, I went to housing works and scored myself a SWEET designer wool/cashmere sweater for something like a third of its original price. I will wear it tomorrow and feel both cozy and smug in my accomplishments.