I am going to be honest here and tell you that it has been quite a long time since I last did it. The last time I tried was about six weeks ago, and I'm ashamed to say I never managed it. So disappointing. Anyway last night I decided to give it another try.
What a carry on! You should have heard all the moaning and groaning. I tried it in as many positions as it is possible to get into at my age, but still no luck.
At one stage I got a bit hopeful though. I had one foot on the floor and the other one on the bed, and got quite excited when I very nearly did it, but in the end I had to give up again. It was beginning to hurt and I was getting short of breath.
This state of affairs cannot be allowed to continue. I have decided to swallow my pride and seek help. I know of a very nice woman in the village who specialises in this sort of problem. I have asked her to call round. She is not a professional, but my mate Barry, who was having the same problem as me, is very satisfied with her.
She is coming tomorrow morning at 11 o`clock. I can't wait. It will be such a relief to finally get my toenails cut!
It is a lack of suppleness that is my main problem. Well that and being ever so slightly overweight. I am going to start taking Limbo lessons. I read recently of a man who has done Limbo all his life, and at 105 years old he can still get both feet behind his neck. Remarkable! I would like to be able to do that. I mean around my neck, not his. That would be silly.
Not Limbo. I mean Yoga. What am I like?