Last night I was running at the park and had to take it easy on an uphill climb, because I had a headache that was begging me to slow down. I started walking, then realized that I had a scowl on my face. ??? As soon as I smoothed out my face, I felt calmer and my headache started going away. Where am I going with this, you ask?
It made me wonder just how much damage I do to my body on a daily basis by letting stress creep in without decompressing somehow. I don't always do that whole, ya know, decompression thing at the end of the day. I tell myself I don't have the time. I have to pay bills; I have to finally read through that stack of magazines; I have to do the dishes (pssshaa! That doesn't ever happen, but at least I think about it); I have to, I have to, I have to..... What the heck is that all about? I mean....by the time I'm "ready" for bed, I'm more stimulated than if I had just drank a pot of coffee, because, gee....God forbid I don't get on Facebook one night! So many exciting things to read, see, and do. Seriously, who wouldn't want to know what their 80s cartoon character is?? [Rainbow Bright, by the way. Just sayin'.]
So! New goal: Decompress, Maria! At least give it 30 minutes of "quiet time." Turn off the TV; turn off the computer; listen to the fish tank filter, feel the weight of Dexter hanging on your lap, and read. Then, go lay in bed, and meditate. Voila! Decompressed body, mind, and soul.
Who knows...perhaps I can attribute this daily decompression thing to a natural pregnancy miracle someday.
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