Feeling a little under the weather earlier this week, I had to take a few days off, which meant that I also had to miss Yoga class on Monday. Boo. That left me with one week since my last class. Class didn't nearly feel as bad as I thought it would; it actually felt pretty good. Until this morning, when I attempted to sit up in bed.
I think my instructor calls it the t-strap, that underlying muscle of the lower abdomen and lower back that you wouldn't even know you had until you pretty much did some of the core-strengthening poses like boat and locust poses. Anyway, pretty much every movement I make today is on the achy side, but for some reason, I can't wait for more! I'm imagining the end of my pot belly coming very soon.
Do you hear that? Is that a positive attitude you are hearing from me? Coming with the onslaught of pain? Change is in the air...or in the middle :)