For the past several days, almost a week now, my leg will seize up on me. I will be walking, dancing, swimming, playing with my children or what not and my muscle will spasm, making it impossible to move for a minute, and then incredibly painful for a little bit. I have done my best to take things easy and slowly, to rest more, to listen to my body's needs. But not only is this incredibly uncomfortable it also makes it a little harder to whole heartedly delight in my body. Often when I realize that I am critical of how my body looks because it isn't meeting the culturally appropriate requirements of size and shape I consciously focus my inner voice to one of love towards my body and gratitude for all the amazing things my body can do. While this shift is certainly a step in the right direction, it leaves me wondering what happens when my body can not do what I want it to, does that make my body unlovable then? No, it doesn't, but what then do I turn to when I find myself in a negative body place? Something tangible. I will have to work on the answer to that question.
October 17: Today I love that my body can communicate its needs to me through discomfort.
Frugal Self-Care: Cocnut oil rub and hot rice pack on my leg, hopefully this will help.