Sunday, August 1, 2010
Fixing What Ails Me
Yesterday, Bob taught a class he presented as "the secrets of the yogis." They were not the spectacular or superficially impressive poses, but the grunt work, the plain, simple poses held and held and held. Thus, it was a painful class. By the middle of the hour and a half, I thought I felt something give, and decided it was either very good, meaning that the lack of alignment in my hips, which I have been trying to fix for years, was going to improve or even disappear, or very bad, meaning that I will have a hip replacement in my future. I decided it was good because it wasn't the latter sort of pain, but one that suggested that something rusty, long stiff and sore, was loosening again. Last night I slept wonderfully. The pain that generally wakes me was gone. I just want to keep it up, so it stays gone. I don't know how it happened to begin with. I think it has something to do with the large amounts of driving I used to do, taking my parents hither and yon. I won't be doing that much driving again. Maybe that will also help.