Writing 101 Day eight – I can do this!

Writing 101, Day Eight – death to the adverbs

Go to a local café, park, or public place and report on what you see. Get detailed: leave no nuance behind.

Thoughtful writers create meaning by choosing precise words to create vivid pictures in the reader’s mind. As you strive to create strong imagery

Gyrotronic couch

Gyrotronic couch

Warmth and the smell of lavender oozes around my body in the studio as I gaze at Jane’s light grey eyes cloaked by a glorious mane of shiny raven black hair which is a stark contrast to the baby pink bright vest she is wearing.

This clothing leaves little to the imagination upon her lithe body which would make a delightful treat if viewed in an anatomy and physiology class as a perfect example of how we should have maintained what God created for us.

Tilting of lips forms smiles which are exchanged with genuine warmth as fingertips indicate for me to take my position upon the couch.

“Take a seat Justine just lift your legs up, yes that’s right you can do it” come persuasive yet assuring tones.

I lie back, each vertebrae making friends one after the other upon the soft yet firm couch as a tinge of dread scratches up my senses with my legs left now to rise.

Some muscles bunch in fear as chest rises, sucking in what I hope to be calming breaths, fingers clutching around the arm rests as I glance, frowning then stretching tips out in the hope of gaining some tranquility.

Soft voices can be heard outside in the main room as I lift one leg to be met swiftly by Jane’s strong yet soft hand which quickly houses it in the strap, I lift the other, eyes open wide as if waiting for something to happen.

Warm air is sucked again in to my lungs saying the mantra inside my head of ‘calm, calm your chest won’t bunch, you will be alright, relax those muscles, everything works better when you relax those muscles.’

Spiders of nagging pain still crawl up my spine, a patter of dread still knocks on the door as I remember the instructions ‘welcome the pain, welcome it, let it in to do it’s job, let it be wherever it wants to be, welcome it positively.’

Those words run through my mind, my sardonic self saying “what are you talking about you idiot, welcome the pain?  Are you mad?’  Yet calming breaths convince my intention with ‘it will work, welcome it, let it in, calmness will prevail, the pain will disperse, do it’s job and go, trust and believe.’

All of this swimming through my mind as Jane lifts my legs, I feel the weights tense slightly against my limbs as tanned arm places a weight upon my chest.

My reaction a week ago would have been to have been to throw it off, but I breathe in, the weight now oddly comforting, grounding me in some way, pushing my uptilted tense ribcage down.  My lids open as two taped balls are placed up high between my thighs, I clench it obediently.

“Squeeze the ball Justine, but squeeze as if you are trying to push it out, I am going to rotate your legs, breathe in as they bend towards your chest, whilst squeezing the ball and fanning out your hips, let your stomach rise with the in breath, your chest lower, that’s it, that’s it” she enthusiastically says.

My legs crease in towards my chest guided by weights and confident hands ‘it’s so squashed’ my instant reaction ‘no it’s ok I can do this’ I retort internally, the warmth of the room swimming around my face as lids lower again.  Breathe in through my nose, feel my stomach filling like a balloon.

“Breathe out now, open your mouth, make a sound like the ocean as your chest lowers, keep on clenching your thighs, relax your knees, relax your quadriceps, let your hips do the work Justine, this is your core, are you feeling it now?” she enquires.

Tick tock tick tock the clock goes re-assuringly in some odd way, then a bird, noisy, oh so noisy like a door opening and closing.  My mind swooshes with instructions ‘omg this is so hard, I am trying, now what did she say first, oh talk about multi tasking’ I open my eyes.

“I need a degree to do this I think” came a murmur from my throat, Jane laughs “your doing well Justine, very well”.

We continue, knees up to my chest, lift then down, back and around, over and over, for 15 minutes but it feels like forever.  The clock seems to go quiet as time continues, fire starts to radiate around my heels, then creeps up my calves.  Throbbing  nerves start to tap around my lower back, my eyes open.

“Have you had enough?” she asks “yes, definitely but thank you”

Relief and lightness moves around my limbs as they are unstrapped, slowly my body  moves like a languid crocodile to turn on to my side, hands pushing me up and a rather too fast perpetual motion tilts me forwards up on to my feet.  Head swims, the room nearly swims and I am precariously leaning forwards it feels, “oh I feel a little dizzy” I exclaim half heartedly.

“That’s normal Justine it is all the deep breathing, rock back on to your heels, lean back, that’s it, feel the ground pulling you now? That is how you should eventually stand naturally.”

I rock back on to heels that no longer seem to burn, invisible hands seem to grab my feet, holding them to the floor, a calmness sweeping over my body “that feels good” I say.

Naked lips tilt in to a genuine smile, so do mine “you will get there Justine, you are doing so well!”

That was my life between 11 and 11.20am today.

“The End”

Justine xx

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  19 comments for “Writing 101 Day eight – I can do this!

  1. June 12, 2014 at 4:26 PM

    Yes you did! But what the heck is this contraption?! Looks like a torture device, and sounds like one too. One typo jumped out at me…you used “your” when you should have used “you’re”…sorry, it’s one of my pet peeves. Good job!

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    • June 12, 2014 at 4:28 PM

      hah thank you don’t worry about correcting me it’s all good, your very kind! haha sorry couldn’t help it! It is gyrotronics, a form of exercise that has been proven to be very good with rehabilitation especially, so am giving it a go, there is a website on it for proper info as opposed to my brief words:
      https://www.gyrotonic.com/

      so far it’s been very beneficial for me but not getting too excited, being cautious hehe x

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  2. June 12, 2014 at 5:58 PM

    I really hope this helps you Justine ❤️

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    • June 13, 2014 at 7:11 AM

      thank you, me too! huggles

      Im a bit behind on reading up but will catch up x

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  3. June 12, 2014 at 6:09 PM

    This looked like a sado-maso device, the way you described it, but now I clicked your link and I get it 😉

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  4. madvanthi
    June 14, 2014 at 8:14 AM

    Loved you post! I would like your feedback on mine (Writing 101, Day Eight). I am focusing mostly on the twist. Thank you for taking your time to read this! http://epicbloggingnow.wordpress.com/2014/06/14/schools-out/

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    • June 14, 2014 at 4:13 PM

      haha that was great your post you captured such movement energy and emotion in what one could consider quite mundane goings on great work x

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      • madvanthi
        June 15, 2014 at 5:03 AM

        Thanks a lot for that positive feedback!

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  5. June 15, 2014 at 4:41 PM

    This was great.. I really started having body ache myself and broke sweat.. Oh sorry AC was off..
    Haha kidding..:D
    Great post, encapsulated almost everything someone could come across on that table..

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    • June 15, 2014 at 4:48 PM

      Hah thank you, it really is a case of multi tasking when doing that form of exercise it’s really hard, well it is for me! ;D

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  6. June 15, 2014 at 8:26 PM

    That was fun. I hadn’t noticed the picture so went through all sorts of guessing about what you were describing. At times I wondered if it was Pilates. At other times I wondered if it was exercises for childbirth preparation! I will look at the website…….

    I hope it helps relieve your pain!!!!

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    • June 15, 2014 at 9:59 PM

      Goodness childbirth preparation?
      lol in waaaay past wanting to go down that stage! Faints pol

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