… on my detox already
I’ll start from the beginning. The morning was a success with some am ab work to “Whittle My Middle” a shot of wheatgrass and the detox breakfast (1c oatmeal, pear, cinnamon), and some tea. The breakfast kept me full for more than 4 hours! It was pretty impressive.
Unfortunately, the day took sort of a nosedive from there. First few classes of the day went well, then the S hit the fan, as they say. It was ugly. I was really good at shaking it off immediately afterward and moving on… or so I thought.
I tend to consider myself pretty good about getting over stress and moving forward. I guess I store it up in the reserves and let it out later – like when I run, for example. I actually started running at one of the most stressful points in my life and found it was a great release.
Today I came home (skipped the workout), and vegged for a bit. I was checking blogs and read this one at Oh She Glows about letting out a good cry. I was thinking that this was exactly what I needed. It’s funny how sometimes things come to you right when you need them. Even as I was reading, I was thinking that I wish I could. I’m not one who cries often. Rarely, even. Sometimes I want to, but can’t bring the tears. This afternoon was one of those times.
Until the husbo came home. I lost it. It felt great. Nothing was solved, nothing will change, but I feel better. I’m not one who is very forthright with her feelings; I never have been. It’s something I recognize and know that I can work on. I felt like this was a big step for me in the right direction. It’s okay to admit you’re not alright, or that you are overwhelmed.
What do you do to release?