Today was sort of an odd day. It started and ended with things I’ve never experienced before…
Brent recommended I try something new, new to me it’s been around for 50 years, called Rolfing. I never heard of it so I googled it and thought I would give it a shot. Well, I had my first appointment today and it was great…it was the most painful thing I’ve experienced since childbirth but I felt amazing afterwards.
What the heck is Rolfing you ask? Here’s a link…
Once my session was complete I felt taller, I had no tension, and for the first time in months, there was practically no numbness or tingling in my leg. Granted, it didn’t last long once he stopped but it has given me hope that this will make it much better. He basically took his hands or elbows pressed almost all of his body weight on to them while pressing on certain areas of my body them dragging himself along. The absolute worst part was my hips and IT band which was no surprise. It was great to walk out of there and feel physically straight. I don’t go back for 2 weeks; I’m looking forward to it. I will need to go for 10 sessions to get the full benefits then go back every 3-6 months for maintenance.
The other really odd thing that I experienced today was being accused of being racists. It totally threw me. We were nearing the end of our workout and one of the ladies from the neighborhood walked over so I stopped what I was doing and walked towards her. She started saying that I didn’t want black and white people to work out. I asked her 3 times to repeat herself; I guess it just wasn’t sinking in. She was upset, in tears. I walked out into the street with her, just so we could move away from everyone else and I instantly went into HR mode. I explained to her that wasn’t true, that I am not racists and that I would love for her to join us any time. By the time we were done with our conversation she said that she could see she was wrong. She seemed so sad, like there was so much more going on than thinking I was a racist. I gave her a hug and told her that if she ever needed someone to talk to she is welcomed to come by.
Although this really upset me, I am feeling real good about the way I handled it. I am feeling so much like my old self. I’m not reacting in a negative way, although this was upsetting, I was able to keep my emotions in line. It’s been a while since I’ve been able to do that; it’s something I’ve been working on and although I haven’t perfected it, I think this situation has proved to me that my hard, self-work is paying off. I hate that I am such a slow work in progress, through no one’s fault but my own, but I love it when I notice such a positive change in myself J
Everything in between these two crazy things went well. Got lots done today. Had a GREAT workout, and got a crazy awesome dose of “I’m a man now mom” from Nick. We were calling him and calling him over and over, yelling and whistling (mainly because we are too darn lazy to walk up the stairs) He finally comes to the stairs and we said, “what are you doing?” and he responded with a big grin on his face, “I’m shaving” <sigh> We didn’t even have to remind him, he just did it J
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