Every Thursday that I am able to, I take time out of my day for a short, half-hour yoga session. It is supposed to help me calm the mind and open up my body, and it does.
But the pain the next day is, to say the least, a burden. I would think that even as infrequently as once-a-week, there would be some acclimation to the process over the years. Muscles would get used to being used and grow stronger. The concern I would have would be of reaching a plateau. Instead, I cannot even rise enough to level off. It does not get any easier, and the same familiarity that makes me wonder if the time I take out of my day could not be spent more wisely.
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