I was doing my usual (though admittedly not normal) standing cubicle yoga in my cubicle. Reaching back with both arms, I grab my foot with both hands and gently pull my lifted leg as high as I can over my head. Trust me, it feels really good. The release I get in my back when I do this is heaven. If only I had my yoga strap, I thought. And then I thought about the events of my morning….
My intentions were good. Good, I say. I mean, I rolled out of bed and into the darkness. Albeit a little later than I had hoped but given the fact that I was up ’till nearly midnight writing, I shouldn’t be surprised. I’m categorizing it as a success.
I stumbled into YaYa’s room, questioning him on why he sets the alarm only to sleep through the mind numbing beep-beep-beep – which quite honestly is what actually urged me to finally. Get. Out. Of. Bed. Then I made my way down the stairs, fed & let the dogs out, then made myself a nice hot cup of black French Roast. Ah. It’s morning.
Minutes later, I plopped down on my tuffet for my daily attempt at meditation. Of course, as soon as I closed my eyes, my mind wandered here and there and everywhere but into stillness. *sigh* I gave it an almost-honest attempt for a full ten minutes or so. Then… I rolled out my mat and creaked through the first of the ashtanga primary sequence (the sun salutations).
Time was tugging at me. I could feel it urging me to shower and get dressed for work. I popped my head out of my room and bellowed at YaYa, “Are you UP?” “Yes!” he yelled back. I wondered if by “Yes” he meant out of bed (standing upright with feet on the floor) or simply his usual figurative almost-up sort of “Up.” I glanced back at the clock, then returned to my mat. Just a few more poses. I continued the sequence — triangle, revolved triangle – then veered off the ashtanga sequence into a more freeing whatever comes to mind flow. Chair pose, hands to prayer, side twist [back release]. Vinyasa, chair sequence again with just a wee bit more rotation and length, [smile] side crow, vinyasa, then jump forward to cr-OUCH! [face plant] *sigh*
It’s been several hours since the incident and I still feel the dull ache in my head. I released my foot, put my leg back on the floor, and slide my foot back into my snookies.