I’m one week into my physical therapy (goodbye and good riddance, crutches!) and I have to say: It Feels GOOD! Of course, it’s painful as hell, but moving feels so amazing! Every degree of flexibility that returns is a bead of sweat well sacrificed. The ache of stretching these dormant muscles may as well be a beacon of hope. I’m moving again!
As I feel my muscles trying to work with me, I’m reminded we are built to move. Our bodies are high performance machines! How many of us have forgotten that? How many of us don’t let our bodies breathe because we’re too busy watching TV? It’s nothing short of a Damn Shame!
Get Up! Right now! Stand up to read the rest of this. Your body is begging you to be used and abused. It regenerates at a baffling rate for a reason: we’re supposed to play to the max! (Or work to the max, but those who know me, know I lean toward the playing side…shocker: I dance for a living:)
Even if you don’t have time to workout (which is crap, because few things are more important than toning our most valuable instrument) you can find ways to move. If you’re reading this at a day job, get up every hour and walk around. Or stretch. I’ll confess, stretching isn’t my favorite (because I get bored, honestly) but I do love the results.
The beautiful part is, a workout can be whatever you want it to be these days. We have sooooo many different ways to get our blood pumping. If you’re not doing something you enjoy - change it! It’s one of the reasons I dance – I get a workout without realizing it. I dance five songs in a row then go to the bathroom and my face is beet red. (And though it's wildly unattractive, I’m happy I’m getting my heart pumping).
Don’t settle for any of your old excuses any longer. Walk, run, or dance outside for some quality time with your temple. What better time than summer to find a fun way to please your body? Don’t do it to lose weight. Don’t do it because I say you should. Do it because it is honestly, down to your very core, what your body wants!
See you on the hardwoodJ
Allison loves to write almost as much as she loves to dance, so no one had to twist her arm to get her to write about dancing!