16.2.11

Rückenschmerz (that's backache in German for a touch of exoticness)

I have a jammed sacro-iliac joint. It's unpleasant. There's not a lot to do about it, apparently. Ice and elevation to help reduce the swelling, stretching and gentle yoga. I have allowed my chiropractor studio-owner to crack it a couple of times to relieve some major discomfort and try to move it back into place, but mostly, what I have to do is wait.

In the meantime, I have been instructed not to do any Baptiste or Ashtanga. I did one Baptiste class because I was pretty sure I could do it and I was wrong. Ow. So now I will confine myself to more Bikram-esque and Yin classes where I don't have to jump around or move between postures. In those classes I am confined to what I'll call baby yoga. I can't get deep into a lot of the postures and some I just have to think about. Standing head to knee? Yeah, right now that's stand-on-one-leg-and-hope-I-can-support-the-weight-of-my-lifted-leg-until-the-end-of-the-posture. Not as much fun as head to knee. And a lot longer to say.

One good thing about this joint being a bastard, though, is that it's made me appreciate the depth of my previous practice. I took it for granted that I could get into and hold all of the postures in a class. I can't get into a lot of poses right now and I also can't hold them all of I get there.

Oh well. Lessons in patience and pain management are always instructive. Enjoy your standing bows and rabbits for me.

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