Work it off.

This is a short post because I need to go practice my presentation while I have the time.

Today was fairly normal and uneventful until I went to address email at work. A husband and wife couple had been turned away on Saturday because they refused to wear a mask in public areas. He later emailed, and though I can’t share his email due to identity protection, he basically stated he was offended that we wouldn’t treat them and wrote quite a bit about why he thought we should have. He also implied we would loose his business permanently.

The following was my reply (no names were used except mine, so I am confident it is safe to share).

Keep in mind, having had to wear a mask 6 to 7 days a week since the end of March last year, I’m totally over them myself. If governing bodies relaxed, I would quit wearing them in a heartbeat. They help, but they aren’t a perfect solution, so I have difficulty even convincing myself to wear them.

However, my job is to run my own portion of the business and in doing so, I also represent everyone else that works there. Ignoring mandates for whomever dislikes them is risky for all of us, and the massage board is known for assume guilt until the therapist proves otherwise. It would only take one complaint to put us all at risk.

Anyway, I did my best to soothe some very opinionated nerves, from a ‘consider both sides’ standpoint. It was a might bit stressful choosing my words because I was speaking for a collective, not just myself. If it had been just me at stake I might have been far less PC and just told him that’s fine just go eff off. I get much more formal when my words affect many.

Fortunately, once completed everyone in the office thanked me and said it was a job well done. Whew. I’m glad I could help.

Afterwards, my work wrapped up and I went across to the gym to work the stress of the email out of my body. I did an extra long workout with a full hour on the treadmill and some weight lifting after. It definitely helped the stress diassapate.

I started to take selfies to capture my progress, but the mirror is in no camera zone, and I ceased when I heard someone coming, so second half was from my standard bathroom mirror at home. Sadly, I don’t have access at the moment to any pictures that match, from before kids, at my largest. So, I’ll post a picture from after Ian was born, it was my lightest weight, but with far less muscle bulk (it’s the purple shirt picture). I’m now back to very similar body of that low weight, but far more muscle to show for it, so the scale still doesn’t agree. Regardless, I look far better than my maximum, and one day soon I’ll find good pics so you all can really see the difference.

All in all today was a good day, albeit a little stress inducing.

May you have good communication skills when you need them. May you find soothing diplomatic responses to even the most difficult quandaries. May you feel good about all of your progress. May you see your smaller healthier self. May you know that you are loved and supported by God in all that you do.

Om Shanti

About Treasa Cailleach

I'm a massage therapist working with chiropractic and the elderly; musician, artist, pagan, mom, B of LGBTQ, & polyamorous professional.

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