I felt pretty tight at work and I texted Phil when I arrived at Barwis. I was in the process of getting out of the car when Phil comes around the front of the car and scared the bejeebus out of me. My mojo was completely off then so he helped me out and pushed me to by the chairs to wait for him.
He came and got me and pushed me to the plyo boxes. I was tight which seems to be the norm these days but my legs began to loosen a little. Then he told me to go over to the white table. That table has recently lowered and I told Phil that I didn’t like it. He pushed me there regardless and told me that me feet wouldn’t touch the floor so it didn’t matter. He put me on the table after I was unable to do any moving after I stood. My feet dangled over the side without touching the floor like he said. He sat in my wheelchair and kicked my feet three times and they remained relaxed. On the fourth kick my legs tightened up and he looked at me and smiled and told me to relax. I really tried and then he kicked my feet some more. This time it was MY turn to smile at HIM! My feet remained loose. Then they tightened up again and HIS smile returned.
My legs began tightening up more and more as I was on the table. Phil kept telling me, “Namaste.” I thought his choice of words kind of funny. Not too long ago, I was just asking a colleague about the direct translation of that word and how it is used. She’s really into yoga so she told me all about it. Now I knew Phil wasn’t telling me that he respects the light in me and bows to me by saying this but I understood that he wanted me to relax. I did. A little.
He took me out to my car and again, I didn’t like this variant of his “bends.” I think he did it on purpose. It wasn’t until I was almost asleep that my legs TRULY did relax. I chanted, “Namaste” over and over to myself as I drifted off to sleep. Now I know this was a VERY loose/incorrect use of this word but it reminded me of Barwis and Phil so I slept EXTREMELY WELL until I was awakened a little before my alarm in pain. Well, it DID rain today! I’ve learned to appreciate Barwis for the good convo I have with my boys, the great stretch, and the laughs until I am more actively productive. Until then, Namaste.