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January 12, 2005
I woke up with polio
I took my first yoga class on Monday night. I usually don't complain about exercise. I enjoy it... I look forward to working out and I do it quite often. However, the person who gave me polio on Monday night has soured me. It hurts to breathe, laugh, cough, talk, walk, eat, lay down, or otherwise use any muscle in my entire body. The pain is unimaginable.
My dreams of yoga greatness have changed to visions of Alleve or Advil dancing in my head. I no longer think of how cool it would be to fold my body into a pretzel, instead, I think about being able to walk or move my arms again. My inner hippie tells me to keep going... fight through the pain... become one with the universe. But, the cripple I have become tells me to stop. I suppose I'm going to have to let them duke it out. I'm pretty sure that the hippie could kick the cripple's ass though.
They should make yoga an Olympic sport.
Posted by trina at January 12, 2005 09:40 AM
Comments
if that was a beginners class... i wonder what advanced will do to someone :)
Posted by: adam at January 13, 2005 11:26 AM