Praise then darkness, and creation unfinished

I had another good workout, including her showing me more things to do with one of those big physio balls, and reminding me of a couple from last week that I'd been unable to recall on Monday.

And in the middle of it, she said something that, well, it didn't floor me because I was already sitting on a mat on the floor: my body is a very good learner. That is way off of my self-image, much more so than thinking of myself as being brave for sticking with this was. But while Emilie clearly wants to encourage me, and cheers when something clicks or she sees me being more vertical, I don't think she's making things up.

Emilie says my body learns well (or, translating into less dualistic terms, I am learning and internalizing the balance and proprioception stuff, and at least some of the new exercises. She also says that I'm doing so quickly. From inside, it feels like a long process, but it's only been a few months.

(Numbers later, maybe.)