I made it to all three classes this weekend. I’m so proud of myself. So far it didn’t make a dent in the back pain (and really only made the rest of me sore), but I didn’t really expect a miracle from just three classes.
Class was great. G was teaching, and it was SO GOOD to see her. We had a TON of newbies in the class and we were pretty full. The newbies were dropping like flies, and one actually almost fainted and/or vomited on her way to the doors. G was nearby and practically caught her and took her out to the hall. We stood, paused, in the beginning stages of Standing Separate Leg Forehead to Knee for about a minute, when a teacher in the front row (who I don’t actually know) stepped up and continued the class for us. It was great. He got us through Toe Stand before G was able to get back into the room to take over.
Let me just say that I LOVE that he stepped in to support the class and the process. That’s a real leader!
I was in quite a bit of pain during class and there were times when I didn’t think I’d be able to take it anymore, but it was still a good class. I’ve been hanging in the back row since this injury. I don’t even care if I can see myself in the mirror anymore. My back and left leg are so weak that I’m wobbling all over the place. My balance and stamina are absolute crap. I just want to lay low and do my yoga. I think this is fine.
Fingers crossed for getting in once during the week.