The cumulative effects are starting to tell. I did make it to the Met this morning...for about 20 minutes, a quick look at the Islamic room, which I attended the opening of with my aunt in 1975, and then back down 5th Ave on a bus, the racing a few blocks to avoid an enormous rain cloud.
An eye lesson started the day, which in the had us rolling each eye in opposite direction. Those of us who hadn't fallen asleep, were pretty exhausted, but wide eyed at the end.
The next exercise may have been my downfall, as in the last stage it involved a rocking on the belly, and I may have moved too much...although it didn't feel it at the time. It was about 3 hours later, when I leant forward to pick up my brolly from a window sill, that my left leg seemed sore, at the hip.
I walked home, taking my time (no rain thank heavens) and because I've got more training tomorrow and travel I've had a hot shower, rested, taken ibuprofen and had shot of tequila. End of daily journal approaches!
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