Yoga

Just got back from teaching my night class--taught this morning for the first time at 5678 too. Can I just say that I am so happy my back is back? It's really cool what yoga can do. When I was younger, I hurt my back falling down on the bowling lanes....don't ask. Barry and I had the weird distinction of having the Ziggy clause put into our car insurance. We had a stretch of time early in our relationship where people kept trying to kill us with their automobiles. We'd be driving along, minding our own business and boom! Someone would crash into us. The insurance company said the Ziggy clause meant that if there was an accident in a 50 mile radius of where we were, we would be involved in it. Which was really not all that funny when you think about it....We were never charged, it was never our fault, we were just snake bit. Something like 10 in a year--for real.

Anyway, between the accidents and the bowling incident (seriously, don't ask) my back took a beating. Went to doctors who kept giving me pain killers and cortisone shots (seriously again, who gives a 20 year old codeine and percocet???) Had Xrays, they said I fractured a vertebrae, blady, blady.....took months to heal and I was young.

Randomly over the years it has flared up. Again, months. However, in the last 10 years since I've been doing yoga--only 2 flare ups. And each one over in a matter of days, less than 2 weeks. And with the exception of one day, I was never flat out....could still function. Pretty amazing.

If you took my classes this week, you could see--other than a bit less flexibility due to honoring--my back is great.

Thank God. And Yoga. And well, okay, the wretched back cracker.....

Good night. Sleep tight. And as far as those bed bugs.....ummmm....what is that about?