Okay, that might have been a bit overly dramatic.
Last night I went to my yoga class. I came out of it feeling relaxed and energetic.
This morning, I woke up feeling like someone had taken a baseball bat to my midsection.
Gentle they said.
Theraputic they said.
Relaxing they said.
I know I'm out of shape. REALLY out of shape. I'm getting in better shape, and yoga is part of that process. I'm going to stick with this, but holy crapasaurus Batman, this is ouchy today!
I've spent most of today reminding myself to keep breathing deeply and evenly. The only thing I did to accomodate this was to skip my morning 15 min of aerobic activity (exercise bike), the rest of my work out routine is rather firmly in place, and has been being executed. . .just a little more slowly.
That's the key I'm told. You keep going. If it aches, you keep going. When its sharp pain, you get it looked at and then keep going, but you keep going.
I'm hittin' the rough patches now. They hurt.