So, Thursday afternoon I ate wheat.
I am allergic to wheat in that horrifying, swollen, please give me morphine sort of way and this morning? I felt rusted shut.
I would get into a pose and then Angela would say, "Now, let's move into this next incredibly easy, peaceful, gentle pose," and my body would scream at me.
Every pose.
It happens. I know it does. My joints will hurt for two or three more days. My stomach is swollen about 10 inches bigger than Thursday morning. It bites.
Still, I went to practice. I did my thing. In savasana, I chased a little white dot of light.
It's the last week of the challenge next week -- for those of you following along, this blog is a source of endless joy and I fully intend to record my post-yoga/pilates/possibly zumba thoughts from here on out. :D
Now, I have to decide whether to go to 8 am class tomorrow for gentle or hatha I at 915...
Namaste, y'all.
S.
Class info:
Location: The Yoga Room
Class type: Gentle
Teacher: Angela
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