“He that can have patience can have what he will.”
–Benjamin Franklin
Failure? No, abstention. I continued to do handstands everyday until two days before my wedding. Why stop? I went a "little" too far. In the best intentions of getting a lovely rooftop patio shot, I thoroughly injured myself....at my own bachelorette party.
Drunk? No, but kind of wish I had been.
Stressed, a bit frazzled and sleep-deprived? Yes, absolutely.
When I get stressed, I develop this tendency to push my handstands a bit too quickly, "kicking vs. lifting" as I like to call it. Well, that's what I did on Day 116 of my year of handstands and quickly banged my tiara-wearing head on a balcony and making a nice slice of skin flap on my pinkie toe. Painful? Yes and bloody, but not as painful as the experience was to my ego and the true embarrassment I felt for going for a scenic shot instead of just using a good 'ol wall as a backdrop.
Lesson: Don't let friends do stupidly located handstand.
So, with this event, my father and husband-to-be (for the second time) announced that I was banned from hand standing for the foreseeable future (or at least until after the wedding). Good call.
So why have I not done/posted any since? Well, I have done some, but decided that for me it may best be to take that intensity off. I put a lot of pressure on myself to do the daily handstands. And while I was not always healthy, I was darn sure that I would do my necessary handstand. While I expected to take just a couple day break to squeal the fear of disaster from my family, I also promptly started getting sick right after our wedding. Great timing. This just further pushed the need to "try" and take it easy. Doing a couple of well-wall supported handstands, I couldn't help but have these lovely flashbacks to my own personal handstand disaster and of what could have been even worse. So, I conceded. I did not give up on handstands, but for the sake of my own sanity (and that of my husband's) I took a a bit of a handstand photographing breather. So, while I'm back in the game and needing to catch up on my photos, I'm consciously trying to keep it out of an obsessive-state of focus. To be honest, it kind of took the fun out of it for me. So while it may take me more than an exact 365 days to complete my project, that's okay, since I'm pretty sure that my health and sanity are far more important in the long run.
–Benjamin Franklin
Failure? No, abstention. I continued to do handstands everyday until two days before my wedding. Why stop? I went a "little" too far. In the best intentions of getting a lovely rooftop patio shot, I thoroughly injured myself....at my own bachelorette party.
Drunk? No, but kind of wish I had been.
Stressed, a bit frazzled and sleep-deprived? Yes, absolutely.
When I get stressed, I develop this tendency to push my handstands a bit too quickly, "kicking vs. lifting" as I like to call it. Well, that's what I did on Day 116 of my year of handstands and quickly banged my tiara-wearing head on a balcony and making a nice slice of skin flap on my pinkie toe. Painful? Yes and bloody, but not as painful as the experience was to my ego and the true embarrassment I felt for going for a scenic shot instead of just using a good 'ol wall as a backdrop.
Lesson: Don't let friends do stupidly located handstand.
So, with this event, my father and husband-to-be (for the second time) announced that I was banned from hand standing for the foreseeable future (or at least until after the wedding). Good call.
So why have I not done/posted any since? Well, I have done some, but decided that for me it may best be to take that intensity off. I put a lot of pressure on myself to do the daily handstands. And while I was not always healthy, I was darn sure that I would do my necessary handstand. While I expected to take just a couple day break to squeal the fear of disaster from my family, I also promptly started getting sick right after our wedding. Great timing. This just further pushed the need to "try" and take it easy. Doing a couple of well-wall supported handstands, I couldn't help but have these lovely flashbacks to my own personal handstand disaster and of what could have been even worse. So, I conceded. I did not give up on handstands, but for the sake of my own sanity (and that of my husband's) I took a a bit of a handstand photographing breather. So, while I'm back in the game and needing to catch up on my photos, I'm consciously trying to keep it out of an obsessive-state of focus. To be honest, it kind of took the fun out of it for me. So while it may take me more than an exact 365 days to complete my project, that's okay, since I'm pretty sure that my health and sanity are far more important in the long run.
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