Thursday morning I was explaining to my oldest daughter (6 yrs.) that I would not be able to go to movie night at her school because I was having another epidural that afternoon. I would be laid up with an icepack for the rest of the evening. I could see the disappointment in her face. I went on to explain that daddy was going to try his very best to make sure that this would be his last injection. I was going to follow doctors orders and do the exercises, eat better and try to lose some weight.
My daughter is taking ballet this year and loving it. In doing so, they do stretching exercises and core strengthening exercises. Your core muscles, ab and back, play a large role in your balance. Important for ballet. On Saturday afternoons I watch in amazement as some of the older students crank out 5o reps of crunches, leg lifts, and some that I don’t even know what to call them.
Anyway, I told Hannah that many of the exercise she does in ballet, are the same ones I need to be doing for my back. I asked her if she would help me do the exercises. If she would be my exercise partner, because if I had someone to do them with, I might stick to it better. Her eyes lit up and she said she would.
Then she went on with the following:
Her: Daddy
Me: Yes dear
Her: Do you know what esle you need to do?
Me: No darling. What?
Her: Yoga
Me: Oh yeah. Do you do yoga in ballet?
Her: No. But yoga stretches you… and it hurts.
Now believe it or not, I have experimented with yoga in the past. And she’s right. It does stretch you, and it does hurt. Especially someone like me… old, out of shape, and inflexible. But I think she’s right. So come Sunday (that’s when I’m allowed to resume normal activity), she and I will break out the Wii Fit and start our yoga conditioning program for daddy.
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morethananelectrician // November 21, 2008 at 8:54 pm |
Brilliant thing to do together…the kids will also get to laugh at you…
This isn’t a bad thing for me to do with my daughter…better than dressing dolls.
I got to do that this morning with my youngest daughter. And then we put on a Hannah Montana concert with the rest of the barbie’s in the audience.
They do laugh when daddy tries to do yoga. Sometimes they have to help push me into the right position.
sittingpugs // November 22, 2008 at 11:18 am |
Yoga will do things one thought impossible. I didn’t experience the pain when I had a day of it in dance class in college–but Hoover Dam, I perspired more from reaching for the ceiling than I have from jogging, doing jumping jacks, raking the leaves, or even anything else that requires movement.
Your still young, the pain comes later. Of course if you keep in shape, hopefully it never will.
sittingpugs // November 22, 2008 at 11:35 pm |
^&^
If it’s any consolation, I have awful blood circulation. My toes turn purple at about this time of year.
What kind of pain is it exactly? A joint soreness that commonly arises when a person operates muscle groups in a degree of intensity and/or duration after a very long period of inactivity?
Or something a bit more profound, as if the body is reminding you not to take certain parts of it for granted?
Spondylolisthesis – It’s a degenerative condition in my spine.
sittingpugs // November 23, 2008 at 7:08 pm |
O!o.
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