kareina

...but also too busy to post much since returning from Durham. Therefore I will take a quick moment to check in and say that I am alive and well.

Ellinor and I met for acroyoga during lunch break today, and we are both pleased with how much we have leveled up lately--things that used to be hard are easy, and we are learning new things and challenging ourselves. So much fun!

Then, after work I went to Phire practice, were I did some acroyoga with the newer people. It is much harder working with someone inexperienced. However, one of the new guys, Carlos, is only 50 kg--it was such a delight to have him fly to my base. While I am strong enough to, just support Ellinor's 75 kg on my feet as I lay on my back, I can't do with her the challenging things she does with me as the flyer. Carlos, on the other hand, is so easy to support on my feet, and I think that if he is interested, I could learn to be the base with him flying for everything that Ellinor and I do (though it would, of course, take time and work to get my strength up for it).

Cajsa and I worked together for a bit with her as the base--it worked well for airplane and throne, but when we tried the cartwheel in from the side stuff that is so easy when I do it with Ellinor it just didn't work. We tried several times in a row, and either had to abort, or I gently fell to the floor, as she eased me down. Then there was a slightly more abrupt fall, which, despite her slowing me down, somehow I managed to land with my right arm on the floor, and my right knee on my upper arm, just above the elbow, in such a way that I was effectively kneeling all of my weight on the poor muscles of my arm. (I do not recommend this).

Undaunted we got up, laughed (I rubbed the bit of the arm that had been slightly squished a bit to help not notice that it hurt a little), and we tried again. This time we twisted a different direction, and I pulled much harder with the right arm than I should have, putting too much strain on the brachialis (little muscle under the bicep that is really useful for pulling and rotating the arm), so that it hurt a bit (which may or may not be related to having knelt on that arm just before then). So I took the hint and we quit for the day, and I even had the sense to take a plastic bag outside to get some snow to put on the afflicted area. I also learned that one should NOT try to open the heavy uni doors with the slightly injured arm, as that muscle plays a vital role in pulling a door.

Given that my arm was having issues I decided that I wouldn't stay for choir (which I haven't done yet since getting back, so they don't know I have considered it, and thus don't miss me), but instead took the bus home, and then spent an hour shoveling snow. I am pleased to report that there is no problem pushing the shovel with that arm, but I had to be very, very careful emptying the shovel each time, doing that part only left handed. But we have had enough snow that at least one driveway needed clearing, especially as it it predicted to warm above zero, which would make the snow hard to move later, and if it then freezes again (and it will), it would be all bad.

But after shoveling I decided to take it easy. I put some tigerbalm on the sore muscle, then curled up on the couch with a book (re-reading the third book in the Alpennia books before the short story about one of my favourite characters from the books is released tomorrow. I only read till my phone complained about a low battery, did yoga (somewhat modified and shorter than normal) and then decided to check in here before taking a hot shower and heading to bead kinda early for a change. I hope the arm is back to normal before the next time Ellinor has time in her schedule for practice!