For the past couple of years, I have kept a loose relationship with yoga. From time to time I would drop in to see our favorite yogi Maggie at the Downtown Y. On my own, I would bust out a downward dog from time to time to get a little stretch. I can't say that I have reaped any big rewards from my meager practice. After all, dropping in once a month to do a triangle pose and then lie in Shavasana probably doesn't do too much for the musculoskeletal system.
When David Lacek suggested Bikram yoga, I though...why not? I am flexible, I like yoga, and I am willing to try anything at this point to help my knee. Why Bikram? I needed to be convinced- I mean, I am a physical therapist...how do I know this is better than what I am already trying? David gave testimony about his own knee, the multiple MRIs, the pain, and the doctors telling him to give up all activity. He had my attention- everything sounded a little too familiar. Long story short, of course David is clearly fine now as he picks apart triathletes in time trials.
So we discuss an off-season rehab program, and I march myself over to Bikram Yoga Memphis. I am not worried about the heat- hell, I live and train in Memphis. I survived the Chicago Marathon of '07. Bring it on! Oh, and the 90 minute class? I do 90 minutes on an easy day of training. No big deal.
The instructor lets me know I will be doing 26 and 2- 26 poses with 2 breathing exercises. The runner/athlete in my head hears 26.2 and I get giddy! Sweet! 26.2! It is a sign! Great! I decide to attend class every single day for a week. I am going to kick start my off-season.
Ha ha ha ha ah ha ha ha!
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There is nothing relaxing about Bikram. Well, maybe the sleep I get the night after class. Sure, I may heal my knee, but I am going to have to work for it. Between the snapping of the fingers and the no water rule until a certain time, I am surely in boot camp, not yoga class.
I does feel great, though (afterwards, that is). I am definitely working on weaknesses and tightness. I have also taken bonking to a whole new level, as I spent my Tuesday morning class sitting down and holding back the nausea. Can you imagine that? I have never puked in training or a race- ever, yet here I was getting ready to throw up in yoga! I thought David was sending me to yoga knee rehab, but he really sent me to "no pain, no gain" camp.
Obviously I am not enjoying it at all, that is why I am going to class #5 tomorrow.
4 comments:
well written! i don't know how you can do yoga for 90 minutes. that sounds like torture to me! it was great to see you last night. spontaneous dinner...the best!
I have a friend who goes 2-3 times a week and she loves it. I went with her once...I was almost as exhausted after the 90 minutes as I was a long run. I had to hydrate for it like a long run! Good luck!
if yoga helps your injury than i definitely need to jump on the band wagon cuz my butt/hip pain is back for round 2 it seems. goin to the doc again on tuesday...so sick of all this!
I definitely notice an relationship between how much I limber up and injury. While I don't do enough to get myself really flexible, I'm not interested in putting my forehead on the ground while standing. It keeps me running though!
Bikram every day? That's hardcore.
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