Standing on one leg is always going to be a challenge for someone recovering from a broken foot – and sure enough, my mending metatarsal reminded me of its presence.
Yesterday I did my first yoga class since the fracture.
I freely admit that, after a period of feeling I was medically forbidden to do any exercises that put any weight on said foot, I am still finding it difficult to get back into the routine of keeping fit.
A Chakra Balance class marked my comeback at Yogi Smith‘s.
Admittedly I do find what could be defined as the “spiritual” side of yoga more difficult than the physical.
An instructor tells me what to do with my body and I’ll have a go – and what happens after that is not for want of trying.
The class featured a meditation session on what roles the mind and body play – to me, an interesting concept in the whole idea of control – after all, isn’t that the reason you go to any class in the first place? That sense of wanting to control at least one aspect of your life?
Do you control your body? Or does it control you?
I found one parallel particularly useful – that life’s fluxuations are like a theme park ride – but you’re not the ride.
My recovering metatarsal made its presence felt during Vrksasana, or “Tree” pose – standing on my left foot.
It didn’t hurt, but I could still feel it was there.
(While the visual truth of the fracture was confirmed by an X-ray a few months back, I could still see the bone’s cylindrical presence there in my mind’s eye).
After the class I told my instructor Espi – she told me that was the bone’s way of protecting me.
You can read more of Espi’s advice on yoga and recovering from injury here.