Yoga Shock and Awe
My after-work exercise classes are my antidote to empty-nest malaise--not only helping to maintain health (that goes without saying) but sanity, too. And never mind a better night's sleep while fumbling through menopause. I have been reacquainting myself with my very own body as we stretch, balance and contort and erase all the day's residuals. For some reason during my last class, right in the middle of downward dog pose ("dunwood face-in dawg" as one instructor pronounces it) I experienced genuine shock. And awe, as I came face-to-face with my knees, albeit upside down. Who's legs are those? What's with all the saggy skin? The first thing that came to mind: The Camel with the Wrinkled Knees (1924)! It was all I could do to keep from laughing (upside down). What happened to those days when exercise was disguised as playtime. Knees weren't saggy, but got scraped during childhood fun like falling off a merry-go-round or climbing trees. Reality check. Ouch.
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