Last Friday was a rough, toxin-filled day. Just generally miserable, in a feeling-under-the-weather-but-not-bad-enough-not-to-go-to-work/school way.
And Saturday ended up worse. But for an entirely different reason.
As I noted earlier, Friday was tough because of the after-effects of a fairly intense Rolfing session. The toxins were making their way out of my body, and I was feeling worse for the wear.
A few commenters on that post asked for a bit of a follow-up, and while I’m trying to keep that ongoing tale rooted in my sessions, there does seem to be something to report.
Some progress, as Tim Miller might say.
I’m not expecting any immediate miracles, but I do hope the Rolfing will bring me a bit more flexibility. I know it’s a process, and there’s a certain wholisticness to it, so I’m not going to get overly enthusiastic about anything that happens nor overly depressed if things don’t seem to be happening.
That lengthy disclaimer aside, I do think my hamstrings are a bit looser, and I think my shoulders may be, too. (That’s harder to judge.) But it is how the hamstring looseness manifested itself over the weekend that struck me as peculiar or, perhaps a better word, particular.
As I’ve mentioned in Rolfing posts, a problem I have is too much outward rotation in my legs; I tend to stand on the outside of my feet. I’m working on this (and I think the gait, etc. is adapting). A habit I need to break is crossing my big toes over the ones next to them.
If you think about it, I only could do that if I’m really anchored on the outside of my feet and my heels. Otherwise, I’d fall over.
So, I was testing the old hamstrings out on Sunday (ah, the yoga ego!), and things were better. We’re getting close to the holy grail of touching the toes. (Then we move on to the crystal skull of lying flat on the legs. And, yes, that’s an Indiana Jones reference to go along with the Star Trek one from earlier.)
“Uncross your toes,” Bobbie said. (By the way, if you haven’t seen it, elephant journal has a tweaked version of her “wonders of sun salutes” post up.)
I did, forcing myself to activate the insides of my legs, the muscles I don’t use nearly enough.
And, according to Bobbie, I got a few inches lower. All just by changing my orientation and the way I was standing. By using a better balance of muscles.
That strikes me as a pretty good indication that the direction the Rolfing is going is the right one. We’ll see.
One thing I don’t need to see again is the reason why Saturday was even worse than Friday. I know why.
We’ve posted about our no hybrid (i.e. almost all the wheat you get) wheat diet, which is paired with our mainly raw diet. Well, on Saturday, I went out to lunch with my parents and the mom of one of my all-time best friends (dating back to kindergarten, which is getting painfully close to four decades ago). We ended up at an Italian place, and while I did get soup and salad, the soup had pasta in it and I made the mistake of having a few pieces of bread. (How could I not?)
Boy, big mistake. I should have remembered what Bobbie wrote:
- The kind of glucose that results from eating modern wheat causes an extreme spike in sugar–the highest in the food kingdom, so to speak. So, you eat your bowl of whole grain cereal, and an hour and a half later, you’re “hungry” again. You’re not, actually. The spike is gone, and you crave another spike. So you eat a nut butter sandwich. Then, an hour and a half later, you’re hungry again–etc.
- Accompanying the spike is an endorphin response. It seems to be stronger in some individuals than others–stronger in Steve than in me, for instance. So, you feel the need for, I’m sorry to say, a wheat fix.
About four hours later, I was feeling all shaky as my blood sugar cratered. And I was hungry, when I shouldn’t have been. I felt a bit strung out. I felt lousy, way lousier than after the Rolfing.
All because of a little wheat. And so (hold on, gotta climb up on my high horse), I’m telling you people: Cut out the non-heritage wheat. Try it for just a week, even. See how you feel. You really might be surprised.
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