Whack 'n' Roll
Whack 'n' Roll
“Just the ticket, I decided. I definitely needed to relax, unwind. I felt wound tighter than a child’s top, ready to spin out of control. I was the last of the class to arrive. Marian acknowledged my presence with a nod as I slipped into place next to Pam at the back of the room.
Tai Chi is also supposed to improve concentration and focus. Problem was, I was concentrating and focusing on all the wrong things.
Things like body parts.
“You look tense,” Pam whispered as she performed a series of warm-up exercises.
I swiveled my neck to the right, held it for a beat. I could hear my vertebrae go snap, crackle, pop. Rotated my neck back to the center. Then repeated the exercise to the left. “Tense? I look tense?” Was Pam deaf? Couldn’t she hear my joints crackle like a bowl of breakfast cereal?
Marian glared at us from the front of the room. “Quiet, class,” she instructed in a hushed tone. “Block out all external distractions. Clear your mind.”
Easy for her to say, I thought grumpily.
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