Today was BNI, then eNewsAZ work. Home this evening, watching TV with the King.
Tomorrow I start my new job, which I am very excited about. I'm starting early, heading to CrossFit Prescott by 7am to get in a workout before work with Lad.
Despite yesterday's sugar dump (my own dang fault, I admit) I am excited to get in a workout before work.
This is SO NOT ME.
I swear it's that dang three-song workout.
I cannot understand the change of the past few weeks. My hand is broken, yet I feel more intune with my body than ever before. About a month ago, I started Bowen work with Nicole Charron. I'm a huge skeptic, and placebo's fail when tried on me.
I amazed with the results.
Is it the Bowenwork? Or is it a change in my perspective?
Today, the wind blew a painting off my wall. It had been a gift, and while I didn't really care for it, I hung it out of love for the giver. The frame broke in the fall, and for the first time, I noticed the matt was taped to the painting itself. I pulled it off to reveal the original, full painting.
It's not a piece that compares with my other originals...its folk art in the truest sense. One reason I disliked it before was it lacked perspective...with the frame and matt removed, it suddenly did.
Is my perspective on exercise changing?
Time will tell.
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