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My body is me

I moved to the right and I was hit with a major back spasm yesterday.  Its a polarizing feeling. Mentally, I'm stopped as well.  It spreads from the spasm throughout my body.  I sighed and slowly started to think about how to keep moving.  I've been here so many times. My back spasms are a big part of my slow journey back to having a health body.  This year they have been less so I've been able to move better, workout more, and get on the road to having a healthy back and body.

Mind + Body

I'm sure whatever is happening with my body is connected to my mind and the stressors that have popped up in the past few days.  CWUW and trials and errors keep me thinking and problem solving more than I'd like for it to at this point.  Work is fine but it is stressful. Motherhood has been the most stressful this year.  My daughter was going through some things physically and emotionally that had me concerned.  Of course, money.  Being a single mother and trying to still recover from those "Valley" years is still hard. And still finding balance in my recovery from bulimia is a daily fight. I'm purposeful in having healthy thoughts about food, body, and health.   As much as I'm think I'm riding the wave, maybe its all a heavy load and my mind is telling my body to make me STOP! 


I'm feeling basically - good. My attitude is fine.  I'm not giving up on anything but I have to recognize that I'm stressing out and my body is signally me to take a moment and address it.  *sigh*
Its ok. Its life and I want my latter years to be lived better than my former years. I really am seeking happiness and joy.  I continue to love the opportunity to serve the community.  This is why I'm here but I know I have to take care of myself.  With that said, my workouts may have to slowdown.  I'll need to do more to rest and seek out FUN that's not work related in anyway.

I hear you body....I hear you.


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