You said yogis don’t bleed? We practice and sweat and work ourselves to the bone (sometimes).
Today I opened up some old wounds, literally – the physical kind, not the psychological – and bled on my mat. I can honestly say in over 13 years as a yogi, I have never done that. Not even from a nose bleed. I think I’ve made it through some sort of right of passage.
Don’t judge me.
Tell me your best yogi-injury stories below.
Sidenote: While searching for a photo for this post, because the one I took of my butchered elbow just didn’t work, I found this one. Who would have thought they’d have luxury bandaids? Oh. My.
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