My outdoor adventuring has been halted by an acute case of muscle soreness. As you might expect, my indoor activities have been slowed as well.
Although some people are more than happy to live vicariously through others; I am not one of them. I am not content to watch the runners whoosh past. Nor am I satisfied in hearing how fantastic the vinyasa class was when I was not able to join in. I am happy to hear that my loved ones are still doing what they love. I don’t want them to hold back on my account. But, selfishly, I want to be partaking as well.
Last night, I was thumbing through my photos from the month of May when I came across this photo of me teetering in my newly-acquired titibasana pose. The look on my face alone tells the story of how thrilling it feels to find balance in this pose. It is EXHILARATING!
I expected not being able to run for a few days following my race…but yoga? That, I did not expect. It has only been a week since I last practiced my yoga, but it feels like it’s been FOREVER. Until this morning, even the resting poses (like child’s pose) hurt. Fortunately, the soreness is starting to dissipate.
I cannot wait for the normal ebb and flow to start back up so that I can resume my play in and out doors. I’m looking forward to finding other places to teeter the edge, and more ways to enjoy the thrill of finding balance in life’s journey.