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Aug 24, 2005 13:12

So the Yoga In Bed Book, which I will prob. go back to liking again soon, has gotten on my nerves.

It's Perky dammit, Perky! It says that you shouldn't feel bad about skipping ANY asanas that hurt 'even a little bit' What it fails to suggest is what the HELL am I supposed to do those days? MOLD?

And I am the WIMP OF CHRONIC PAIN. I've got very low level pain. And I'm very, very (insert several pages of 'verys') grateful for this. But it is still not no pain. And the stupid perky book writer can go stuff himself. Stopping everything for 'any pain' is a luxury of the fully able bodied.

But it is hard to stay grumpy when your beloved brings you homemade vichy-schaw (sp??? - means potato-leek) soup and tells you there are three loaves of bread in process. Hard to stay as grumpy anyhow.

I would have liked to have been able to finish the asanas though. It wasn't the pain so much. I'm not stupid that way, and I will stop for pain. But the fatigue stops me, I don't get a choice.

And I just noticed that I've just missed the start time for Open Studio at the Franciscian Center here in Baltimore. Maybe Friday. Anyone want to come with me? It's Mon, Wed and Fri, 1:00 to 3:00. I think I'd go more often if I went with someone I knew.

being loved, excercise, yoga, pain, food, art

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