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I nerd myself into some things. Other things I am extremely uninterested in.
I have also become a climate change aunt, despite mine so far, in the context, young age.
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… not many knots of yoga are done. At all, actually. It's now a week since I did my last yoga session – and I miss it. My muscle inflammation or whatever it is, there under one buttock and down the back of the thigh, has not given up yet. It is starting to get much better, but is still not good. You have no idea how frustrating it is.
The smallest problem is that I can not do my yoga. And believe me when I say that; it is physically impossible. In principle, every single position stretches the back of the thigh and the buttocks in one way or another. It's not possible, because I could not bend forward at all without more or less dying.
But it is other small items that are even more pathologically annoying. Like not being able to lean to the side when I sit on the dass, to dry me (all girls know what I mean). Like needing support to get up from a chair. Like it's a muscle used to push away when you walk, and it therefore becomes awkward to walk up the stairs or up a hill. I avoid slopes as far as possible precisely because it hurts, but I live on the third floor – how fun it is you can figure out for yourself.
But it is also such ridiculous little things as making it shitty to tie the shoes. I have shitty balance, so I have to put my foot on a chair when I tie them – but to barely be able to bend forward to reach the shoelaces, because it hurts in the ass and on the back of the thigh! 😮 You understand how damn embarrassing it is. Not to mention picking up dog poop. Because then I have to go down the hill, no matter how bad it hurts. It will be a very wide-legged dog poop picking, can I say.
So this with making one forward fold (stand double weight with your hands on your back and your head between your knees, type) right now is completely out of the question. Not physically feasible. So instead of doing what I want and feel best about – yoga, I have instead enjoyed training my arms and waist. This is what I would otherwise see as a complement to yoga, but because I want to do SOMETHING anyway, so it has been allowed to be like this, while. And probably I can fill up around 40 minutes with it, so it works.
But it is not my favorite form of exercise – far from. Yoga has become my blanket on that front. 😀
There's someone single benefit I can see with this – in fact, only one. It is that – I have been doing my yoga daily since then 1 mars. The body has not been given a direct break or rest, except when it's been like everyone else, the hottest. But even then, it was only a few days that I limited yoga in intensity and number of minutes (to hardly anything at all). This is something completely different. Maybe my body decided that it needs some rest to land and take new steps. My private opinion is that it wants to expire again these days – but then it becomes a real reset when I start again.
Incidentally, can I gossip that an autumn coat I sewed last fall, which then sat quite tight, now hangs and dangles when I put it on. Still nice, but visibly large.
*tjejpiper lite*
So I see really looking forward to this inflammation or whatever the hell it is, should give, so I can start again. The bras I bought and got home a few days ago are already halfway to getting too big. Even though one of them is my favorite, none of them sit particularly well. It's like I'm somewhere in between sizes, which is insanely frustrating. I have lots of goals with my yoga, now that I'm starting to see that things have really happened during this time. It may even have happened more than I thought.
So keep your fingers crossed because all the painkillers I stuffed in me, all liniment I lubricated ham and thighs with, all the short dog walks and all the rest I had during the last week, do his part and that I will be fit for fight soon again. Because I can not stand the tamejfan.
I want my yoga.