In honor of Truman hitting the six-week mark, I gave myself a treat Saturday morning, before HD’s 9:00 soccer game, by going to Sunrise Yoga at the studio, a new Sat. class that starts at 7:30 a.m. and is, well, awesomesauce.
I have been waiting and waiting to get back to a regular practice and while I was also a bit petrified of just how stiff/sore/unfamiliar I might be on the mat, I was so happy and excited to be there. As it turned out, there was no need for butterflies in the tummy because it turned out to be a fantastic class with my girl, C, – the same lovely yogini who taught the first-ever class I took at avani and who has become, in the just shy of two years since, a great friend.
It has been too long since I have been able to focus on just me on the mat and for those 60 minutes, I got to find poses I’ve had to avoid because of pregnancy or my back, and I got to enjoy being not a mom or a teacher or any of my other roles except student. And again, the word awesome comes to mind.
Less than awesome, though, came later Saturday when what I had hoped was just allergies acting up from being outside with kiddos Friday while B recovered from his germ bugs (sorry – that’s what we call them with our kids) of the week, turned out to be a throw down of a head cold – fever, aches, congestion and all.
If you saw my post about breastfeeding, you know this hasn’t been a great week for me health-wise, so to spend the majority of this weekend feeling like absolute crud (still don’t feel great, but tissue use has slowed a bit at least) was a complete bummer. It’s one thing to be Newborn Tired. To be Newborn Tired + Sick just sucks, and I’ve been at it for almost a week straight now.
All this is to say, I’m so glad I got to that Sat. morning class before everything went down hill again. My hamis and ribcage are nice sore (not fever sore) and I am so looking forward to exploring my practice and all that comes with it from here on out.
For now, though, I think I’ll be doing a whole lot of my good old Legs up the Wall, in hopes of getting my immune system (and sleep) back on track.
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