It seems like ages since I donned my yoga clothes, slung my yoga mat on my shoulders, and headed for class.

I MISS IT TERRIBLY!!! AND I MISS MY TEACHER AND YOGA-MATES JUST AS MUCH!!!

One reckless moment of trying to do a pose still beyond my abilities brought me an injury that kept me sidelined for about 2 weeks.

It was only last Wednesday (out of desperation, really, especially with an upcoming wedding to attend) that I called on a lady who comes to massage me but is schooled in hilot as well. She spent an afternoon ironing all the kinks, pinched nerves in both my legs. It was agony but once you got over the most painful part, you’d realize that the pain was lessening and in less than a day, I was walking normally again.

Next week, I head back to yoga class. Probably will ease myself into it by attending basic class first before joining my group of “fanatic yoginis”. But it feels good to look forward to something positive. It feels good to walk without a limp or shooting pains. It feels good just to feel good!

And lesson learned for me….PATIENCE!!!

I must listen to my body. I must push it only far enough to experience positive discomfort, not pain. I must only attempt new poses under my teacher’s guidance. I must quell over-eagerness for new poses without understanding the consequences of NOT BEING READY.

I’m excited about getting back into the habit of working out with my friends…..