Jammin’

What happens in a chrysalis hurts.

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Changes have been significant, and I finally had to retire my Quicksilver board short swimsuit, the third I have used in the last decade or so of swimming.  I bought all three at the same time.  It was a sad day.

But moving on, I bought a Speedo Jammer.  I figured, “why not?”  The waist will be a new sensation, much better than the board shorts, once they got loose, dragging on the hips, and the compression could be interesting.

I’m two days into using them, and I have to wonder.  Was I destined to make this change when I made this change?  I mean, I had just began being able to use certain muscles in my hips which seem to be greatly helped with the compression on the legs.

I can’t do the changes justice, but sadly, the realization I have had is that I have a ways to go still.  My hips are a mess, maybe worse than the shoulders, though I do still believe they reflect each other.

I even have a fear I may get taller again if I get them fixed.  No, WHEN I get them fixed.

But wow, this hurts.

Too Brain Dead To Try A Clever Title

I am too spent to give this proper documentation.  I’ve swam (been in the pool doing body work) for 7 hours of the past 28, and last night I was up late watching Cal beat UW (BOOM!), meaning I am on even less sleep than my normally sleep deprived self.

After my swim, about an hour ago, I undid a portion of the knot I am that was totally new to me.  I imagine this will be very significant in the coming days.  Basically, all this time, even though I have been using a lot of mental energy to think in three dimensions, I have always thought my two sides, while connected and related to each other, were separate.  One side effected the other, but I never considered any muscle from one side had been pulled to the other.

I believe now that this is the case.

And really, I should have known it or guessed it years and years ago.

I managed to move some muscle in my back/shoulders that was on the right side of my spine to the left side of my spine.  Hopefully, it’s closer to where it belongs, right?  I think there is more to move, but I am very unstable at present and don’t want to mess with anything.

It made so much sense the moment I felt it.

My father pulled my right arm out of socket trying to free me from under a car.  It pulled some muscle segment(s) that we’re on the left side of my spine to the right side, and these constitute part of the kink at the core of my pains.  Much tension vanished when it occurred, including a tugging behind my left ear that has been tormenting me for some time now.

So much more work to do.  So much muscle memory to erase and reprogram.  It’s daunting, but I feel pleased to have had a significant adjustment that reaffirms I am at least partially correct about all this crap.

I am really sleepy.  Go Bears!  Good night!