I did another speedy Primary this morning. I finished in 80 minutes and I only skipped one pose - the last Paschimottasana. I did that on purpose, opting once again for a longer Tadaga Mudra before Sarvangasana.
Yesterday marked six weeks since my injury occurred. Six weeks is the *minimum* healing time for even a 'Grade 1' hamstring pull. It can take up to six months. Or a year.
I've come a long way, but I'm still far from 100% in my forward bends and Paschimottanasana is still touch-and-go. I miss easy, blissful forward bends! I miss getting a wide variety of adjustments in my postures. And I really, really miss squishes!
My summer practice has revolved around modifications with a heaping spoonful of surrender as this injury has healed. It has definitely been humbling but it has also given me the confidence that I *can* go on with my practice and find deep joy and inspiration from it, even if it's limited in some way.
I didn't do a Second Practice today. I planned it for the evening, but was teaching instead. And my Lady's Holiday is looming. Maybe tomorrow, maybe Friday.
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