Guess what day it is!?!?!?? Not only is it hump day, but it also opening day for the NHL. That’s right folks, hockey is officially back!! Whoop Whoop! My Minnesota Wild start their season tomorrow night, so tonight I’m watching the Pittsburgh/St. Louis game. Nevertheless, I am stoked to be watching my favorite sport live!
Last night marked my first yoga class in over a year. Boy oh boy how I’ve missed my yoga and my yoga has missed me. Unfortunately, I’ve been away from my mat for far too long and today I’m paying for it. I am sore from head to toe! In fact, combing my hair may be problematic tonight since my range of motion is quite limited today. Initially my plan was take an Xtend Barre class tonight. I can’t deny, however, that the only activity my body is up for tonight is blogging and sleeping.
During shoulder stand, my only inversion of the night, I got a giant, horrifically painful charlie horse in my left leg. Holy cannoli batman, I wanted to scream at the top of my longs. Of course, I was in a yoga class, so I couldn’t vocalize my angst. I didn’t want to detract from the others experience by wallowing in pain. I briefly left the pose to try and massage out my calf. Unfortunately, this move met with little success. As I winced in pain as my calf contracted violently in pain, I used my ujayyi breath to keep my pain and my heart rate at bay. Miraculously, the yoga breathing allowed me to manage the pain and work through the rest of the pose.
There’s some pride in the pain, right? I mean, it is a reminder of how hard I worked last night. Conversely, its a reminder of how much more work there is to be done. The thing is, we’re all a work in progress. I expect days like to as I work toward my physical and mental goals. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself. As I tried to climb the steps at work this morning, my left calf reminded me of the charlie horse and my right leg reminded me of a major issue cooking in my shin.
This morning was the first time I actually thought it might be time to call a podiatrist. I feel old. Ugh.. What the heck? I’m not even forty, the last place I want to be is at a podiatrist office in South Florida during season. Listen its not that I hate snowbirds, its just that I strongly dislike them. Honestly most of them, at least by us, are utterly terrible and entitled people that feel traffic laws were made for everyone but them. Sadly, my ankle and my shin are starting to cause some serious pain that no longer abates after I stop working out. It is probably time to bite the bullet and make sure there’s not something serious going on in there.
“I’m the podiatrist around here!”
Tonight I will be enjoying another nice, hot shower followed by some tiger palm and salonpas patches. If I thought I could get out of the bath, I’d probably draw myself a nice, hot Epsom bath. The only problem with this plan, however, is that I’m not confident I could get out tub. While I’m taking tonight to let my body rest and recover, tomorrow night I’ll be back to teaching Zumba followed up by some yoga at home. Until then, I’m going to namaste in bed.