Okay, I'm not back in the saddle but at least I'm back on my feet. I've recovered from the fall on the world's smallest patch of ice last Friday and will hopefully be perfectly capable of teaching my two yoga classes tomorrow night. I'll move through some gentle yoga today and see how it feels. Thanks to everyone who commented and asked how I was feeling. It certainly helps to have the kind wishes.
I've just finished doing my daily homework for the mindfulness class and I have to say it is either getting easier or I am actually sleeping through the whole body scan but dreaming so vividly about it that I don't know I'm missing it. In any case, the whole thing is better and my attitude is CERTAINLY better now. When I fell on the ice my back started throbbing almost immediately and I began having those thoughts that you have when you get worried that you've really hurt yourself badly. Things like, "How will I be able to teach my classes?" or "How could I have been so stupid to wear these slippery shoes?". Mental pain on top of physical pain. The moment I heard myself, I stopped the inner diatribe and just began to focus on my breath. Magically the pain in my back lessened and became manageable. See, this stuff really works! So at least I finally have something cool to share in class next Thursday.
Well, that's my weekend. We're off to wash clothes again at my parents condo because I still haven't bought a washing machine. Procrastination thy name is Jan.
Either that or my name is La Cheapskate... I'm not sure which.
Anyway, please take care and have a beautiful day wherever you are,