When Survival Itself is a Triumph
I've decided (at the urging of my utterly fit wife) to take up hot yoga.
No doubt you've heard the bon mot: "That which doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
But there are a lot of things that don't kill one and I doubt they make one stronger in any but the most limited sense. Staring at the ocean. Eating breakfast. Calling your Mum.
What is meant I think is doing something hard, or painful. And surviving.
I wonder if one is made stronger correspondingly to how near to death one gets. If so, and judging by my first day at it, I can anticipate being some kind of superman should hot yoga actually not kill me.