I wanted to move, like every inch in my body was ready for dynamic movement and in my mind sweat was dripping down on my mat. And there I was with 24 hours of travel and already a full on class that very first day, maybe things went a bit to fast. I feel something is not right and looking down I realize my right knee has the size of a water balloon. Decided the next morning that it still looked pretty ugly so went to the doctor who gave me some anti inflammatory pills and told me to rest for a few days. So back to yin, meditation and pranayama. Not what was in my mind but probably what I need. It’s the morning of day three and I finally start to arrive, sometimes it just takes time, relearning about my right side, the unbalanced yang of my body. Hello to you from the slow lane.