I'm working on a new narrative of an enchanting moment with my housecleaner. Narratives take time and even though I started crafting it yesterday, it's not even close to being posted. It will have to wait another day (or two).
I'm in incredible pain this morning. Pain in my neck. Something shifted when I was pre-cleaning in preparation for Luz to do her best effort and my neck started aching. What's this about? Dare I mutter it? It is, perhaps, due to all of the yoga I've been doing over the past month or two.
Yes, therapeutic yoga, alignment yoga is only good for you when you know EXACTLY how to do it. That means you properly warm up your front body, side body, back body before getting into more intense postures. With trainings, we warm up, we sit down, we get up, we try a posture, we do an adjustment, we sit down. It's like catholic calisthenics. So there's no genuine warm up. The room is warm and that's about all that's going for us.
Neck and back pain is the worst. Ibuprofen for the inflammation. Ice pack wrapped in a red handkerchief. Biofreeze lotion gooped up at the base of my hairline. This morning the pain shifted from the middle of my cervical spine and is now settling to the left side. (sigh)
Ironically, I do all sorts of pretzel-like things with my body. I work the side crow and shoulder stands and binds. But when I think back to times I've felt pain, it's always happened during the mundane housework/daily moments. I hurt my back last year when I reached underneath the shopping cart for a package of toilet paper. I hurt my neck while picking up my clutter around the house. Oh, there's a lesson in there somewhere. You can figure it out.
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