Look out rope - here I come ...

Do you remember in elementary/primary school in gym where you had physical fitness testing? You know, sit-n-reach, pull ups, sit ups, because they liked to make sure you meet some arbitrary number that the principal's daughter could do "when she was your age". I excelled, I over excelled on the sit-n-reach and was seriously sore for a week in 2nd grade. I excelled in everything EXCEPT the rope. Could anyone ever climb the rope? I mean really! You are going to send a 40-60lb kid up a rope to touch a piece of green fabric and then you expect them to slowly lower themselves down again. It's preposturous and very frustrating if you are an attention seeking 7 year old.

The only other thing I couldn't do was handstands and headstands, but those weren't really required. It was one of those sketchy "I can endanger myself better than you can endager yourself" schoolyard games. So the point of this story - see you knew there was a point ...
Today was my last yoga class on campus. The instructor finished the class by demonstrating some advanced poses that as beginners and even intermediates we shouldn't be able to do. Most were inversions, some were some really funky bends. So she does a headstand on the mat in the middle of the room, it looked really easy (knowing full well everytime I had attempted as a child I usually had to beat someone up to regain my dignity). She asked if anyone was interested and three of us thought we would tuck our shirts in our sweatpants and get upside down. Out of the three I was the only one who could complete it. How bendy am I !?

So I have learned a new trick, something to make me just a little more weird.

(This update is brought to you by the fact that I just finished one essay, its nearly 1.5am and I am going to go to sleep now!)