Day 518: It's Turned Out Grim Again

This: 

 Balaclava, you are SO last year. This the impractical and ridiculous way forward. Your own knitted Alien face hugger. YEEEESSSSS! 
It's $150, apparently. Which is hilarious. I suspect you can't even see out. See, the time my face is coldest (apart from up a mountain, which I hardly ever am) is when I'm on my bike. Imagine wearing one of those. It'd be hell on your peripheral vision. 

I have a fabulous rubber witch mask (£1.50 from Tesco about 5 years ago - I still have it). I wore it to a Halloween party* once and had a huge urge to wear it under my bike helmet on the way home. It would have looked so real with the helmet to cover the fake hairline. Wouldn't have been able to see much at all, though. I was sensible instead of scary. It was Shepherd's Bush, after all.

I went to this Five Rhythms class (Love Thy Everyone). It was truly fantastic. I loved loved loved it. Last week, at Sweaty Thursday, I danced bigger and with more people. Today, I flowed more - I let it take me over. I surrendered. There were moments of brainwork, where I realised that I was being all cerebral or trying to please someone, but for most of it, I was just moving. Just what I needed. Thank you, Fiona Sturrock, for suggesting it. I wanted to go but would almost certainly have stayed home, had it not been for you.

Tomorrow, I talk. I am gently terified. It's a good feeling. Thank you, Rob Grundel, for being the best person to talk to. Just brilliant. Thank you for your stories and your wise.

* A party at which I disgraced myself with a monkey and a bag of liver. So, it's a Halloween party, right? And they want it to be spooky and scary. When I was little, I was (un)lucky enough to see a Hammer House of Horror film that marked me. No idea which one, but in it, a little girl has a toy white rabbit. She goes to sleep one night in the haunted house she lives in and when she wakes, there's her bunny on the floor of her room, only it's a REAL RABBIT and it's been EVISCERATED. No doubt she doesn't think of it in those terms, but she does a big old scream and it's suitably scary.

I looked everywhere for an affordable toy rabbit. Couldn't find one. I did find a monkey in Tiger, though (this is getting confusing). I found chicken livers at Morrisons. And there's a knife in any kitchen... WHAT? It was Halloween! Well, I thought it was funny.