When the Universe steps in, take note.

For those who do not know, shin splints, this is pain from the inflammation of the muscles, tendons, and bone tissue around your shinlets look at that again… shin splints is [pain from the] INFLAMMATION, period… end of story, in my not so humble opinion. And, this blog post has little to do with the medical understanding of shin splints and or inflammation but rather it digs a little deeper into the Universe thankfully sticking it’s nose into my life, again.

Inflammation

There are amazing resources with regards to understanding inflammation and the effect it has on a persons body, in fact, there is tons of information on how the inflammation has an enormous impact on EVERYTHING in your body. I will in this blog discuss and dissect it in a later post. For now, however, I will be focusing in on shin splints and its reason for being – be it analytical, emotional or will wisdom explain it away? (As I said, I do have an opinion on the fact that its foundational starting point resides in a body where inflammation signals have gone haywire and even further, in thought alone… For interesting further reading on inflammation I have included this article, but trust me we will be opening this up to intense discussion at a later stage: https://www.webmd.com/arthritis/about-inflammation#1)

What about the Universe??

Back to the Universe conspiring. Based on a personal experience in this department I would like to take on the purists in thought with regards to this ailment. If I keep my analytical mind focused and functioning, there are a couple of real issues at hand when shin splints arise – like mind blowing, muscle tearing PAIN, or, I will NEVER EVER EVER walk again logic, or sitting on the couch seems like a GREAT PLAN. Once the pain has settled, we may start the reasoning process to determine WHY it caused such discomfort… It is seen as first and foremost, wrong shoes, then, insoles are required, or you are walking too fast, or you are not warming up correctly, or you just too fat to walk adding extra impact on those shins as you waddle down the road… oh my word… I JUST WANT TO GET MOBILE AND ENJOY A WALK – IT WILL BE FUN THEY SAID!

Lets backtrack just a little. I decided that based on my love of walking and need to get mobile, I would start actively walking. Fast forward to 3 weeks in, I am up to 4km an evening and REALLY enjoying this activity, this me time. Simultaneously, let me explain how the Universe is nudging me, trying to get my attention; work is keeping me at my desk daily, I am not sleeping well and I am drinking copious amounts of coffee (that does get me up and walking from my desk to the coffee maker and back at least). Back to the walking, that at least seems to be going well, until I decide that 13 minutes per kilometer is not good enough and if I can crack a 12 minutes per kilometer I will be progressing (No loud laughing here please – I have short legs and I am not the fastest or the fittest by any stretch of the imagination).

The first night I took my walk with new gusto, basically, I had to head home within 1,5 kilometers, normally I was making 4 kilometers. That night I walked/limped a total of 2,5 kilometers and felt the pain… little glitch I thought, maybe a stressful day? But luckily [sic] WILLPOWER trumped, I was strong, determined and discipline (uninformed, stupid, not-an-exerciser-how-dumb-can-you-be), I set out for another walk the Saturday evening, more determined to break 13 minutes. This time I came limping home, crying like a new born baby within 1,5 kilometers. I flung open the front door, fell on to my couch, and vehemently declared war on my shoes, the act of walking, my body, my DNA and exercise as a thought and/or action process, burning the walking wagon so to speak.

It was official, I was done with walking – with a sense of bitter sweetness – as I DO LOVE walking. But that evening walk to hellish pain was the final nail in the coffin for me. Sunday morning I awoke, still feeling like a battered war veteran, I plucked up the willpower, determination, discipline and strength to stay in bed to further pity my fate as a non-walker… this was now my NEVER AGAIN, with the absolute knowledge that no one will convince me otherwise.

It is at these crossroads that I truly question the multiple personality existence or parallel Universe theory. It may be the coach in me that immediately takes hold of me in these absolute pity parties and asks:

“What if …..UP?”

arghhhhhhh…. now I am irritated, the coach in me knows that what if UP is based on reaching for a better feeling thought within me, for trying to understand the challenge, for moving into thoughtful reasoning and tuning into myself to understand where it comes from, besides the blasted shoes. I immediately take the negative thought/challenge/occurrence and distance myself from it, to focus in on the positive or just reach for it, after all, our thoughts can only hold one thought at a time, so choose wisely.

I realised that in my life presently, I was carving a space for greater understanding of myself, I had spent so much of my living years to date helping others understand themselves that I had seemingly lost scope of who I truly was. I was in all sense and purposes breaking down my ideals. At the same time I had an absolute realisation in the last 6 months that I had ZERO requirement within me to keep controlling the uncontrollables. This may seem obvious to some but I truly thought I was in control and that that was the only correct way to exist. Sad to admit, but truly blessed in the realisation that I am over 40 years of control and have the power to transform it, I ended up like a tightly wound up elastic band with enough muscle memory to last 7 life times and slowly I was blissfully unpacking it ALL.

Now some may say, IT IS THE SHOES AND ONLY THE SHOES – you are getting lost in overthinking… but me, I think a little differently and understand that my absolute core, my root of being, was disconnected. So there I sat that Sunday, and searched for better feeling thoughts, looking at this challenge as a body and Universe signal to understand where I am, understand who I am and start building new ideals. Interestingly, I was refining my Definite Major Purpose (DMP) the week the shin splints made their appearance (for those who don’t know check out Napoleon Hill and again this is something I will be writing about in a later blog). Clearly I had to think carefully about my chosen journey and purpose in life ahead. Clearly it was going to be one purposeful step after another and the shin splints, besides all the other reasonable explanations, was just another clear nudge by the Universe to take heed of the journey I chose.

If you are intrigued in understanding the DMP and want more information, the following is a start to understanding the persona behind it, the link will take you to the life story of Napoleon Hill.

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