In the spirit of beloved-but-far-away kin @eltainonasir... My #chronicillinmonday looked like... 1. Therapy 2. Yoga Experiment -hot yin yoga {super gentle, lots of bolsters/supports, heated room} in bougie hella white hood near to my place; wavering over the choice to walk up the 4 flights of stairs to get to the class in the first place or turn around and go home... So when I huff and puff up to the reception desk and comment on the mountain of stairs, ms white-blonde-lulu-wearing-massive-diamond-monroe-piercing receptionist chuckles and says 'ya that's our warmup' 😐 not a good start. But then I remember why I picked the class, partially because of the WOC 'having cancer changed my practice from being hard core to being healing' instructor. I press on. The class was pretty nice, instructor was lovely and patient and accommodating when I told her about the fibro. After, 2 slightly less irritating white receptionists asked how I liked the class and recommended I try another more gentle one...and then they tell me about the elevator that I can use if I call when I arrive and go through it separate door. 😀😐 and how its normally closed but they open it for the pregnant mummy's class. 😑 they even show me where it is! buuuut I guess its not 'open" 😒 so this is me walking down the four flights of stairs. #fibrolife #sixofone #yogagoodstairsbad #thisisworsethanthecommunityacupunctureplace #chronicpain #regretbuyingapass #probablywontgoback • • • [Video shows a pair of feet in brown leather boots and the turquoise tip of a silver sequined can slowly descending many beige linoleum stairs. In the background some faint poppy music is playing. At the top of the next flight of stairs, the person walking makes a big sigh.]