Dhanurasana or bow is the name of the view that trying to do in my second yoga class, when I heard a strong sound from the left shoulder. The closest thing to a crack. I started to laugh and mourn the pain of despair, while during the half hour for the final missing. Lying down and not moving. My teacher came over and, although I would have liked that I transferred a degree of wisdom of his discipline to reposition the shoulder, just came to say that my reaction was the best. He was referring to laugh, of course, because we love that people still have a problem like laughing. After that night, deserted of my classes, hoping that the pain passed. After four months the pain is still there, reminding me of the failed attempt to be an arc. Having seen, I have no one to consult one of those places where there are physical therapists if mine is hopeless to get back to my class.
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