It’s ridiculous. I’d love to understand why, but I do believe the truth is that there is no good reason why. I mean honestly, who would think going to a yoga camp would result in a traumatic brain injury. Ha, no one, that’s who.
Because of the brain injury, I can’t remember much. I was told about going to the yoga camp. Though, I will say, I’m not surprised. I love yoga. I’m scared now though, of any pose that may compromise my head. So although I never was an obsessed head-stander, I’m certainly am not inclined now.
I am curious though, if I ever got the courage to try. It does seem that given the gusto, it would be fun & potentially quite rewarding.
Seeing as I’ve never been inclined to work out, it’s pretty funny that yoga has had such a profound influence on my life. I mean, I often walked places, seeing as I lived in cities as soon as I was old enough to live on my own. I guess my inclination to get parking tickets assisted in this regularity :/. You would think that was enough of a warning. But no, of course not. I had to get in a substantial car wreck to drive (ha) that lesson home.