From misfit to Ms. Fit

Well, maybe not really Ms. Fit, but at least more fit than previously. I am going to tout the benefits of a personal trainer and a fitness program. Athletic I’m not, nor do I ever intend to be so inclined, but frequent falls up and down the stairs led to the grim realization that my brain was not communicating with my skeletal muscles effectively. This is not good! Due to a number of different events over the course of a life and a gene pool spilling over with connective tissue compromise, I find myself among a group of individuals challenged by degenerative disk disease.

Now this could be a much more uncomfortable situation, however, I have access to the finest massage therapists in the country, graduates from Atlanta School of Massage. Additionally, I have a wonderful, if not slightly wacky chiropractor. All of this is well and good, but the disconnect due to nerve compression and interference resulted in these less than lady-like spills. The contusions, bone bruises, and bloody shins, forced me to conclude that I needed to spend time facilitating new neural pathways.

Just as a baby repeatedly practices a new skill, I am continuing to work toward creating better brain/body connections. I am no Ms. Universe, but as a more aware user of my body, I have had fewer spills. I intend to continue getting stronger to improve the quality of my life.

Debbie Hellmann