Last night I got into my standing box.
I hope to have video soon, because for those that have never seen one they don’t always make sense.
Then Pete got really daring and asked me to put all trust in my right foot.
That would be the one that doesn’t work.
Now, I’ve gotten close.
I have come close to what I did on Halloween.
I put both feet down and shifted my weight so the majority was on my right.
I picked up my left foot.
I let go with both of my hands.
For a few moments of time, everything depended on my right leg. Right foot. Right side.
For a few moments it did what it hadn’t in almost a year.
It carried me.