Yesterday, I didn't work out. I didn't have any particular reason to...I didn't actively put it off, or decide not to...I just...didn't.
I woke up this morning nearly paralyzed. I actually thought I had to have had a stroke in my sleep. Once some movement was regained, I thought perhaps I just had meningitis.
Most of the pain stems from my right shoulder, where I surely separated it, or cracked something, several years ago. It was just nearly as excruciating as the day I did it. My whole back burned, and I roped Husband into massaging it as soon as he woke up, but nothing was working. I took a couple of pain pills and desperately wanted to do some yoga, but I didn't think I could stand it.
I finally queued up a Namaste Yoga, after the 2nd painkiller started to kick in, and did the lovely Earth series, which promotes spine flexibility (some down dogs, up dogs, and lotsa cat rolling and child poses...mmmm...).
I could move much better upon completion, but it remains to be seen if that's the second painkiller, or the yoga. However, I'm sure the yoga will help me get through work tomorrow in case the effects of last night haven't fully worn off yet.
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