2009 was my “blinding light moment”
It happened in a cycling class in that moment that I was determined to get the workout of my life.I stood up on my spin bike ready to blast away all fat in a final sprint, kicking my bike into the highest gear I could handle and … POP.
Uncertain of what had happened, I made it home, took a shower and even got dressed. It was as I was bending over to put my socks on, I knew I was hurt bad. I couldn’t stand up, and when I did, it was as if a set of knives were stabbing me across my back. Each time I forced myself up, I fell to the ground in sheer agony. Within minutes, intense burning and pain began to overtake me.
Result : Herniated Disc L4, L5
Did I mention? …My career is in health and fitness. During this specific time, I was seeing 5-6 clients per day, assisting and demonstrating exercises for them to do, and leading bootcamps as a personal trainer. All of my life I have been into just about any sport I could get my hands on. My lifestyle has always been extremely active. I am a college athlete for life. I have always had determination to push through prior injuries throughout sports, but this… oh no, I was not prepared for what lied ahead.
The next several months were filled with doctor appointments, MRI’s, shots, physical therapy, and chiropractic adjustments. I went from running 10 miles to walking the length of the pool up and back and getting winded. It was the longest, most challenging season of my life. Months passed, and although I was seeing very gradual progress, I still was not healing. I can remember trying to train my clients but I was in so much pain, it took twice as long for me to even explain anything. As I fought for recovery, I watched everything around me move in slow motion. During this time, a beyond stressful situation escalated and as a result, my job ended. All time stood still, as reality soaked in.
What Just Happened?
At 25, stripped of all identity and ability I knew… I was devastated that the God I loved and trusted would allow me to go through such pain and disappointment. I remember continually crying out, Will I ever be active again? How could this be your will for me, God?
A light at the end of the Tunnel…
Wanting to be as proactive as I could, I turned to massage as a final resort. It was within the first session that my back felt better than it had in months. During my sessions, I also discovered that my body wasn’t locking up as much due to my stress being reduced overall. I made a direct connection to what was going on with my body. The injury had placed such stress on my body, that through the pain and trauma, my body wasn’t healing itself. It was through massage that my stress was reduced enough for healing to run it’s long awaited course.
Massage has healed me.
If you could have told me that I would end up going back to school to study massage therapy, and even teaching others about it, I would have laughed, because it wouldn’t have crossed my mind. For years as a personal trainer, I had been focused primarily on training the physical body for weight loss, and managing stress and pain. With my injury, physically working out was out of the question due to pain. Really, I need to thank God for allowing me to experience this setback. It was, after all, through my back injury that I gained perspective and passion for a new career and future. I learned that for the body to heal, sometimes it takes more than just the physical approach. Massage opened me to the importance of understanding the connection between the mind and the body and how healing must happen in both.
Not a day goes by where I do not think about how massage has changed my life. I hope my testimony can impact someone else reading this, who might be ready to throw in the towel and give up. My God is sovereign and He never wastes a wound, or a story. Be encouraged my friends!
He is not finished with your story but is just beginning.
“Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” Phil 1:6