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Crossing campus to meet S. on Thursday, before the reading, I felt a new sensation consolidate itself.

As though someone had set one hand against the flat of each hip, and one against the basin of each shoulder -- I know that adds to four hands, so either this is two people or one alien insect -- and was pushing back against me steadily as I walked.

I thought: oh, that's right. This is going to be difficult.

Not just conceptually intriguing and spiritually fruitful. Hard.

So of course I went to Hot Yoga with the ex-co-conspirator. Yesterday. Absolutely excellent. Afterwards I felt stronger and more able than in months. (I admit that when I first saw the neon display for Bikram's Hot Yoga I thought it must be an exceptionally boldly-advertised massage parlour or bathhouse.)

It was tricky. Some of the poses, particularly triangle, invoke the tremor in my right leg. Anything where the foot is tensed becomes problematic. It isn't just putting weight on it -- I'm actually more able to lock the right leg than the left.

Other stretches invoked a spasm in my right hand, the fingers curling rapidly towards the palm. It felt fairly similar to the foot tremor, though it wasn't necessarily related to an arm or shoulder stretch so much, I think, as to a powerful stretch elsewhere in the body. It was also of shorter duration. The leg tremor will last as long as the foot remains flexed. As I may have demonstrated to you, I can grip the leg with both hands and not be able to stop the tremor, though it disappears as soon as I relax the foot.

Still, it was tremendously energizing and good for my spirits; it made me feel strong instead of weak.

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Now I must see if I can link Jung's Shadow to anything at all in Lacan. I have a sort of a thesis for the Le Guin paper, but I would like it to be Cleverer.

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*Catchphrase in the Hot Yoga patter.