Welp... Day 9. I've been making my way around the Wellness Center, testing out all the detox services. Floating is our #1 attraction, but I hadn't added it to my collection of detoxes till today.
Don't get me wrong, I've floated plenty of times. Just not in the past week. Or the past month. Maybe two. This is what I mean by convenience doesn't matter. My office is directly across from the pod. Why am I not swimming in it daily?! It's like when you buy a treadmill or a hot tub and SWEAR you will use it. Anddd... we all know how that story ends. I feel like we have attention spans of goldfish sometimes. Or Dory from "Finding Nemo."
Today, I had time to float, so I did. Floating is quite amazing. Warm water, 900 lbs of epson salt, meditation music.. ahhh. But, I have to say, I'm out of the practice of floating. I made it about 16 minutes before I began to fidget. I really enjoy floating, so it surprised me! I was in a great meditative state, and then BAM, I was out of it. I checked my time, and wow - only half way through my 30. I was surprised.
I decided I would "tough out" the next 15 minutes. I was doing stretches in the pod, moving around in the water. I have been nursing (aka mostly ignoring) some shoulder pain I have had for over a month now, so I knew the salt water would be good for it. It was therapy for that, if nothing else.
Then, I started to feel distracted by things, like suddenly I was too hot. Then I noticed a cut that burned a little. Am I becoming more in tune with myself with these observations? Or am I actually less in tune with my mind and more focused on things around me?
I decided the latter rung more true. Interesting, how even after more than a week, I cannot always just fall into relaxation. Sure doesn't feel like I've established this as a habit yet.