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February 24, 2005
Wrapping up my third week one (almost)
I had a small "bodywork school success": I "got it" in class fairly easily today, which has not been my pattern.
We started Connective Tissue, which involves stretching (tearing?) fascia by pinning it down and moving it. It turns out that Warren is an excellent teacher, and when he described precisely what he was doing that I wasn't in terms of actual physical/bodily adjustments (increase the angle of this joint, start medially and then rotate laterally, etc) it suddenly started working. I didn't have to stumble upon the correct method myself.
I still feel like a "special needs student", but whatever. Can't be helped. I approached Warren after class and thanked him for the extra help. I'm now the student who has his hand up every five minutes so the teacher can come over and hold it. So not used to "school" being in the category "challenging".
Glad I'm not the only one here who chose bodywork school precisely because it would push their envelope ;-)
I had another vegan moment... when I saw Kudra had bought turkey at the store, I got a little excited.
Until I smelled it.
Remind me not to buy any prepackaged cold cuts. Ever.
The other 9-month students, Teal and Kudra, and I had lunch with Amy to go over Clinical Practicum info for tomorrow. Turns out we'll be meeting with her each Monday to debrief our sessions, and on Fridays Bess will supervise our two clinic sessions. In addition to that, we need to give five sessions to each of two regulars, which means the average weekly load is 3 sessions, in addition to 3 sessions of Deep Tissue, for a total of 6 per week! Ack!
Staying for the fourth quarter (and doing Clinic then) doesn't get you out of 6 sessions a week, but you get to do it without any science classes. Last quarter, all the graduating students talked about how fourth quarter was their easiest (and that included Clinic). So by doing the 3-quarter program I'm taking a less-easy quarter and adding more on top of it.
Welcome to my life?
Sprint is a ridiculous company. I ordered two cell phones from them on the 10th, and they couldn't send them where I wanted them (San Francisco), they "had" to send them to the billing address of the credit card (Roseville). Fine. As I was ordering business accounts, I also had to give them our business address.
Well, they haven't shown up. On Monday and Tuesday I emailed and left voicemail, and on Wednesday my sales rep emailed me with the tracking number showing that the phones had been delivered on the 14th IN NEW YORK.
Oh my god. We didn't have anyone at that address on that day to sign for the package. (It's February, Bruce is in Florida with our clients.) What's this in the tracking data about "FRONT DOOR"? Have my very expensive phones just been lying on a porch in upstate New York for TEN DAYS? How do we know someone hasn't just come and stolen the package?
I blame Sprint squarely: not only would they not do what I needed them to do, they didn't even do what they said they would do. I wrote them an email, and they haven't responded. It'll be interesting to see how this all turns out.
Yay first day of Business Class. Jamie from the Education Office teaches it, and the textbook is written by Cherie Sohnen-Moe (who presented a workshop on Marketing at the AOBTA Conference).
We did an exercise on "what do you want out of life?", "what do you want to achieve?", etc... risky, questions like that... great potential for lameness. But it ended up very uplifting. Discussing the questions with each other really reminded me of the desires and values I tend to "forget". It's so easy to get caught up in consumerism, financial concerns, and the like.
At dinner I got my plate of food, covered it with another plate, and stashed it for later. Then I met Soyka for my session.
I moved a great deal of energy... and supported myself in being pretty non-verbal afterward. I ate my dinner up in the library mostly in silence, skipped the remainder of playnight to come back to my room, and ended up just reading Utne in bed until around 9:45.
The image of this big black tentacled monster has become a lot smaller... it's almost cute now. I was caught in "I want to make it go away" and Soyka suggested loving it and giving it a new job instead. I heard Tom in my head saying "Duh..." :-)
Damn, that diaphragm work sure gave new meaning to the affirmation "I love myself deeply...."
Posted by Josh A. at February 24, 2005 09:50 PM