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Woefully behind

Sorry everyone! Real life has intervened (or is it interfered?) for a while, and may continue to do so, but we'll see what transpires as time goes on. I'm still working on the medical stuff .... still not quite solved, but that's okay, we're getting there. Thorough is good; at least that's what I keep saying to myself as I wait, and wait. I'm not terribly patient, though.......

Yesterday morning, I woke up with an incredibly sore neck. Not a pain, and not any specific area ... just an all-over feeling, kind of like you just didn't sleep on it correctly. I sat all through church trying to stretch my neck in all directions to try to get the kinks worked out, and nothing was helping. I'm way overdue for a chiropractic adjustment -- had to postpone my appointment due to all the other stuff. But I wasn't going to spend my day all knotted up either. It occurred to me that nearly a year ago, I'd purchased a series of four yoga classes from a nearby place on LivingSocial, and it also occurred to me that they offered Sunday classes ... or so I remembered from the website when I bought the package. So I called, and yes, they had a 2:00 class. So I packed up some yoga gear, went home for my mat, and off to yoga I went.

Keep in mind: I've never done a yoga class before. Back in The Day, getting down in the floor and even attempting some of the poses and stretches would have been impossible. Even a couple of years ago, I'm not sure that I would have been able to do so either -- at least not for the balancing poses. Dave-the-Trainer was helping me with my balance in the workouts he'd developed for me, and even dropped in a few yoga poses to help. My physical therapist gave me a few to use to assist in my lymphedema management. But to actually do all the breathing and poses and so forth .... no, I hadn't.

Let me just say that even after the 3 remaining classes on the deal are up, I think I have found my new Sunday afternoon pasttime, my new "me-time" hour. Oh my gosh. And let me tell you, if you think yoga is for wussies, you would be sadly mistaken. Oh my gosh, even as gentle as the moves were, my arms were SO sore this morning! But I left there so incredibly relaxed and in a good place that not even all the hustle and hubbub today could harsh my mellow or disturb The Force.

If you have never tried yoga, I highly recommend it! Check with some of the local studios, because most offer a beginners' class or other gentle introduction (such as the session I had yesterday). And kudos to the great folks at Greenville Yoga for their awesomeness!

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