Category: massage

Sore and more sore…

Uh oh. Mom’s mad. Bench presses. I’m going to wail on my pecs and then do my back. ~ Lester Burnham

So as predicted, I am a bit sore from my visit to the gym yesterday. So instead of whacking down handfuls of Vitamin I and crawling back into bed, I went to the dentist, ran 10 miles, then went to see Shirley at In Motion Rehabilitation for much needed physical abuse massage. Man, she does not pull any punches. At one point, she was doing something to my left hamstring that felt like she was trying to drive her elbow through my leg to China. I can’t confirm this, however because I was too busy burying my head into the table and seeing if I could keep her from noticing my sobs. Then she went to work on my back. I think I may have bitten through my lower lip.

Actually, it wasn’t all that bad. [Factually inaccurate – ed] It only hurt a little. [Understatement – ed] And I left the experience relaxed and calm. [Half truth – ed] I scheduled another appointment for next month. [Actually, this is true – ed]

So that was my day. Tomorrow, I am hoping to hook up with Pete for a recovery run and then watch some adventure film in preparation for this year’s Boulder Adventure Film Festival.

~stubert.

Squirm…

To congratulate oneself on one’s warm commitment to the environment, or to peace, or to the oppressed, and think no more is a profound moral fault. ~ Robert Conquest

Ever wonder how you can make a difference in this world? I sometimes get overwhelmed with the thought of making a significant impact on the human race and go back to my standard ways of doing things. Well today I would like to recommend that we all go out and try to make a small difference. Sacrifice something small that would otherwise tax the environment. Help someone out you would normally just pass in the street. Plant a tree. Refuse both paper AND plastic. Did you know that scientists estimate that it requires 1000 years for a plastic grocery bag to biodegrade and there are something like 50 million distributed yearly. That is just gross. San Fransisco may actually ban plastic grocery bags for larger stores. Go San Fran! Buy re-usable bags here. </soapbox>

So today I got Shirlified again. Shirley Plaatjes is a massage therapist here in Boulder who is not afraid to whale on a person. After this weekend’s madness, I needed/feared the session. I thought I was going to squirm off the table when she went to town on my hamstrings but afterwards, I always feel much better. Today was not exception.

Yesterday, I just chilled out at home and did a bunch of freelance work that needed my attention. No activities were planned and none were accomplished. A good, solid rest day for once. Today I plan to get out on the bike for a bit after work. Let me know if you would like to join me in the fun and/or games.

And now, a product review: I love these socks. Seriously, they are tall, comfy and since starting to wear them exclusively, I haven’t gotten a single blister. I’m tellin’ ya… the Wrightsock is the bomb. I just picked up 8 more pair so that I have enough for every aid station at Leadville if I am feeling the need. Great stuff.

Movies: Last night, we watched Factotum which was okay, I suppose. Based on several Bukowski stories, it starred Matt Dillon and Lili Taylor who both did an admirable job of portraying pathetic drunks. So not a particularly uplifting film nor one that made me too interested in slugging down copious amounts of booze anytime soon. I wouldn’t necessarily avoid it but I wouldn’t encourage you to rush out and rent it either.

Enjoy the day, this is the last May 30, 2007 ever. Might as well make something of it.

~stubert