And as someone with cervical spinal fusion, remember to have your laptop or desktop screen raised high enough that you’re looking straight forward at the screen. Thank you for the reminder and the tips!
Thanks, Christine. It is definitely one of the perils of our discipline.
I went back to hot yoga almost two weeks ago at Be Yoga in Chicago's Andersonville neighborhood. The pandemic put a stop by my hot yoga practice in March 2020. Since then, I've been working on our couch because Bill had to do his work in the sunroom I used as a creative space/office. He had to use two monitors for his job, and his employer provided him with one once the shit hit the fan in order for him to still do his job successfully.
Our couch would find a better home in a junkyard or a green-friendly recycling center that would welcome couches whose frame and stuffing are falling apart. Writing on the couch (our table and chairs in our compact kitchen has piles of Bill's things on them that he won't help me clear off or keep clear) is terrible for my back, and I have felt how much destruction it has inflicted on my muscles and core. I'm attending my 6th hot yoga class tonight, but after my 3rd class, I began to notice a shift.
Once we pay the last of Ciara's St. Matthias tuition and she graduates, I also want to re-open my membership at Galter Life Center within my neighborhood (I can walk there) and begin swimming again and lifting weights to strengthen my core, legs, and triceps as well as sculpt them.
And as someone with cervical spinal fusion, remember to have your laptop or desktop screen raised high enough that you’re looking straight forward at the screen. Thank you for the reminder and the tips!
Thanks, Christine. It is definitely one of the perils of our discipline.
I went back to hot yoga almost two weeks ago at Be Yoga in Chicago's Andersonville neighborhood. The pandemic put a stop by my hot yoga practice in March 2020. Since then, I've been working on our couch because Bill had to do his work in the sunroom I used as a creative space/office. He had to use two monitors for his job, and his employer provided him with one once the shit hit the fan in order for him to still do his job successfully.
Our couch would find a better home in a junkyard or a green-friendly recycling center that would welcome couches whose frame and stuffing are falling apart. Writing on the couch (our table and chairs in our compact kitchen has piles of Bill's things on them that he won't help me clear off or keep clear) is terrible for my back, and I have felt how much destruction it has inflicted on my muscles and core. I'm attending my 6th hot yoga class tonight, but after my 3rd class, I began to notice a shift.
Once we pay the last of Ciara's St. Matthias tuition and she graduates, I also want to re-open my membership at Galter Life Center within my neighborhood (I can walk there) and begin swimming again and lifting weights to strengthen my core, legs, and triceps as well as sculpt them.
Thanks for the tips! I need them!
Thank you!! Much needed!
Philosophy of Change
Change brings pain—again and again.
Pain brings suffering—uttering, muttering
Suffering brings tolerance—with much endurance.
Tolerance brings thinking—and good ideas linking.
Thinking brings knowledge—saves going to college.
Knowledge brings understanding—sensibility expanding.
Understanding brings wisdom—and where it comes from.
And wisdom makes life bearable—happily declarable!
Same here.