Started off my Sunday with a little (okay major) sweat sesh
(full review on its way!)
Then met up with my friend Annica for brunch and we ended up perusing the Union Square Holiday Market… and I also ended up buying everything.
Cute elephant incense holder (also got some vanilla incense!), gorgeous handblown glass cup which will most likely become a candle holder, and something fun to be framed and hung up in the apartment. Living so close to this magical market is going to be bad news to my wallet this holiday season– I want to buy alllll the things. I have a feeling I’ll be making a few more trips to the market.
Ended Sunday with my first trapeze class in FOREVER. That feels like only a slight exaggeration. All summer I had gotten back in my flying groove taking 1-2 classes a week. But then the weather got colder which meant no more outdoor flying for me, and my work schedule changed and blah blah blah. Long story short– I was itching for a trapeze class. Last night I was literally so excited I considered picking out my outfit and packing my bag 24+ hours before the class.
It was my first class at Streb so I felt a little wonky flying on this new-to-me rig. The timing is a bit different and it feels different when you’re up there. I couldn’t rely on muscle memory and autopilot the way I sometimes do with my usual trapeze school– I knew things were going to be called at different times than I’m used to and that kept me super alert.
I spent a good chunk of the class working on my layout. Anyone that flies will tell you it’s not an easy trick but it’s SO addicting. I love how deceptively complex it is and it’s the kind of trick that will never be *perfect*– there’s always something to fix.
All class I struggled with keeping my head up in those final moments and “presenting” myself to the theoretical catcher.
For catches I ended up dusting off an old favorite of mine, the gazelle.
There was only 3 of us in class which meant we got A LOT of turns and kept flying until our hands were too sore and ripped to keep going. Can’t say I missed the feeling of water hitting a fresh palm rip– oooouch.
Perfect way to end the weekend / kick off a super short work week 🙂
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