I got back on the bike and resumed...
Arriving at class, when the women saw my elbow, they were all so concerned. I was a little confused by the level of concern because I hadn't seen my elbow yet. Quick clean, slap a bandaid on-let's dance!
By the time I got home and was able to see it for the first time-It was worse than I thought, bigger than I thought, stiff, ached a lot, deeply bruised and swollen too.
By Saturday, It was good. Just ugly.
Monday my left leg decided to tell me all about it....Daily swimming began....
Waikiki’s ocean waters have long been associated with healing and spiritual cleansing. The queen herself would venture into the waters for this very reason.
Sometimes it's just too crowded for my liking...however...
Monday was the absolute perfect day.
It was just the right amount of people, the water was crystal clear and I felt better within seconds.
My two healing remedies for this "inconvenience": The ocean and trigger point therapy. Totally working...
Now it's Friday morning and I woke up pain free, zero stiffness with the sensation that I'm ready to GO! That took about a week.
The thing is, in a few short years I will be in my 50's. I've noticed-it's become easier for me to go into the mentality of fear associated with aging. For me, it's almost something that happens instantaneously. Each time this happens I find myself finding things to be grateful for while making a conscious decision to move beyond those pesky thoughts, so I can lean in and discover what would be best for my own healing. I think being a woman in mid-life whose hormones are making little changes as I go, has been a good pathway in teaching me how to be both grateful and mindful that I have a say in the matter.
I only discovered his age because he said "It sucks getting old."
I'm looking right at the guy, he's really young looking, vibrant, in excellent shape and still he comes out with "It sucks getting old." I wanted to know what that was really about for him.
As he began to share the fullness of his world with me-he had a ton of stress in his life at this time. Work and home, plus care taker concerns with elderly family members and a family funeral. All of these things were swallowing him up.
It seems to me: a lot of what feels like "it sucks getting old," is all of the mental stress that moves into our bodies. Not just old bones. Not all the time - but a lot of the time.
I feel this way because I experience how quickly and how easy it is to be swallowed up by life as it comes and also I have that friendly monthly reminder letting me know-life is a continual evolution of changes. I'm not always so thrilled about that however, if I am thrilled or not-changes continue to happen to me, to my body, to the people I love and the world all around us.
Sometimes all a person needs is to share what's true in their world at this time-have someone truly listen with empathy and compassion (and not try to solve their problems) and on their own - they begin to understand just how important it is that they take care of themselves Body/mind and soul so they may handle all that is in front of them.
Through our conversation, he decided there were changes he wanted to make regarding his own self care. When he decided this, his energy changed and I was no longer in a conversation with a person who felt older than he was. Nothing happened, he didn't go workout, or drink all the water he needs to stay hydrated, he didn't sleep on it.
All he did was get present, hear himself, and he decided what was best for him.
People often think it is me who has helped them make decisions, yet it isn't me. It's them and the space between us. I didn't do anything except stay present, listen and just allow him to be where he was in that moment. People make decisions when they want to, it comes from inside of themselves.
It wasn't all that long ago when I noticed a significant difference in how I looked and felt when I was going through my divorce in moments where I was in the depth of my emotional pain. I could feel what was happening in my body and when I looked in the mirror -I did not recognize the woman I was seeing. In that moment I thought "if this keeps up-I will be giving my consent to be miserable, unhappy, and I will look like I am twenty years older than I am too. Thank goodness for things like my vanity and my desire to enjoy life fully, my love for things like bliss. How I want to feel good to the best of my ability.
When I saw myself in the mirror I said "oh hell no!" While getting older has it's own issues-it is also it's own sort of privilege...There is no need to rush things...mostly though-it was the feelings on my insides showing up on my outsides that freaked me out. I could feel the truth, there was a connection.
Because let's face it, most of us know exactly what we "should or could" be doing at any given time, sometimes we just need reminders because we are too close to all of the changes that are happening in our own lives and with the people we care about.
That's my rant for today. I'm about to get back on that bike....it's HULA FRIDAY!!!