A long time ago I mentioned I was going to have my first professional massage. The financial splurge was prompted by a knot that had formed in my shoulder-neck area which had a bad habit of seizing when I went running. Ouchie.
Well, I went and it was fine, but not what I was looking for. It was kinda just a pansy spa thing. The entire time she was massaging my lower back (and getting dangerously close to my end zone, by the way) I was grumbling on the inside that that wasn’t the part that hurt.
So, post-non-helpful massage, I started researching where to go for what I needed. And I found it.
I made an appointment with a sports massage therapist. Let’s call her Genghis. Well, early yesterday evening, I met with Genghis and gave her the low down on my situation. She then proceeded to spend the next thirty minutes causing me the most unimaginable pain.
It seems completely idiotic to pay someone for the privilege of having them essentially beat the snot out of you. But I understand that it’s the only way this knot is going to go away. I just thank god she couldn’t see my face during the whole process. I’m told I have a very expressive face and the entire time I was contorting it in an effort not to make a noise or say anything like, “HOLY F*CK THAT HURTS!”
Post-torture session, Genghis showed me some good stretches to use to prevent the knot from reforming in future. She also noticed that my posture kinda sucks since I roll my shoulders forward a bit. Now when I’m out and about, I’m making sure to pull my shoulders back, but this now has the unfortunate result of thrusting my boobage forward. I think I know why I’ve been hunching now.
Not surprisingly I’m super freaking sore today. The barest touch on my neck or shoulders and I flinch. But again, I know it’s for the best. I should be feeling better in a day or two and then hopefully I won’t have to see Genghis again.
For the love of all that is holy, please, I don’t want to see her again.
Since I skipped my run this morning and just finished eating an iced doughnut the size of my face, I really need to get a run in tonight before I attend a dinner function. So on that note, I wish you all a happy weekend and I’ll try to catch up with you next week.