I have a very good relationship with my body. When it speaks, I listen. Sometimes though we have an argument or a difference of opinion. Stress is a cause of a great many ailments, we all know that, but what we don’t know is how to deal with it in a healthful and constructive manner. When my mind or my body becomes stressed I usually do a pretty good job of remedying the situation. If there is something I can do about it, well, I do it.

My current occupational woes have introduced unecessary stress in my life. Instead of continuing a cycle I’ve decided to become a personal trainer. It may sound cliche, but I’m really excited to be studying something and to be jogging my mind a bit. This way the mind gets a work out along with the body. I have not studied anything in a number of years, so upon opening the manual I became so overwhelmed that I got a headache. I calmed myself down by saying that everything is a process and that I can do this. I got the stress out of my head, but couldn’t seem to get it out of my body, my cells, my bones. My body wears stress just as my head does; however, it isn’t as easy to soothe. I literally had to lay down for about 4 hrs before I felt like I was back to normal. The relationship between mind and body is a real trip. I do my best to keep the two talking, but sometimes they act indepentently making things a wee bit difficult for yours truly. Sometimes I will be laid out for a day if things aren’t as they should be.

When I bought my condo last year, I convinced myself that everything was going to happen just as it should. I had done everything possible to ensure a seamless transaction and that was enough for my mind to relax. My body was another story altogether - I couldn’t get out of bed for a day and a half….no shit! You would’ve thought I had the flu! After some choice words mumbled to myself I realized that this was probably a good way for my body to deal with stress instead of ignoring it and repressing it to the point of internal turmoil. That’s probably how some cancers develop.

So what does this have to do with anything? I’m going back to school! Well sort of. There are no classrooms and I will be my own teacher with my own techniques of study. Now my cute little 1 bedroom condo will be my studio AND my classroom. It’s quite comical really. Right next to my sewing machine I have my Anatomy and Function Textbook. Now I just need to decide where I’m going to put the cadaver…

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