I took the most lovely yoga class on Monday-- got deeper into stretches than I have in a while, held a split side crow for a full 5 breaths, worked hard enough to savor every minute of savasana.
And then there was Tuesday morning. Despite plenty of hydration and even extra sleep the night before, I woke up sore. Decided-to-put-off-chores-for-a-day, incredibly-glad-it-was-my-off-day sore. DOMS sore.
DOMS, for those of you lucky enough be unfamiliar with it, is short for Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness...
