Periodically we have tension build up in our
lives that requires a release of some kind. Some people cry; others
punch; some find a creative outlet. What is your release?
The first time reading this prompt felt like I
was slapped in the face. My eyes opened. Before my health declined, I
released my tension by physical means. I remember my eighth and ninth
grade years when I played basketball, I loved running crushers. By the
time coach made us do that, I was usually spitting angry at the complaining of
all the girls at what he was doing. Over the years, I learned to run.
Okay, as I have noted before, I didn’t run well, but I ran. During the
deployment while dealing with difficult females, I ran like crazy. I have
missed running because it was a great way to relieve tension.
So, what do I do now that I don’t run? I
have to say, not much. I think this is bad. Sure, I write about the
tension. I talk about the tension. Thanks, Barb, Toni, Jerry, Melissa,
Clay, and Paulette for listening while I talk out my tension and anyone else
who I find to listen to me. I feel bad for all these people who have to
put up with me. I almost forgot. When I am livid with tension, I clean house
until my joints ache. I have also been known to garden.
Since I have been unable to run, I have
struggled with headaches and other ways my tension manifests in my body.
It isn’t healthy. I might have to continue to think about this. I work
hard at not being tense. My doctor and the medical community and writings tell
me not to be stressed. Sure, I try, but life is stressful. I can’t get
away from all stress. I need a healthier, physical release because it does get
bottled up.
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