My Story about Being "Less-Active"
Do you think your body remembers trauma? I do. I think it remembers. I broke my left wrist trying to do a flip on the trampoline in sixth grade, and my right wrist falling while playing basketball the following one. I think my body remembers those. If I took an x-ray I would probably have bone scars or whatever. My body remembers what it is like to be pregnant because I hear about a woman who is in her first trimester and I get shadows of nausea. Does it remember emotional trauma, too? It happened as many things in life do... with friends. Throughout my life, I have had the happy luxury of making friends with people at every stage of life. My life in Sidney was no different. Moving from Albuquerque to Nebraska was difficult in many ways, but not because I didn't have friends. I had a great group of friends. We ran together, signing up for races that involved eating at a restaurant, and having our husbands watch the children. We had play dates with our children together, p