sitting lying at the chiropractor office getting some work done on this stupid injury, when out of the blue, I get sucker-massaged.
What is sucker-massaged? It is a
very smart term made up word by yours truly for when you think you are about to get a good, deep massage that will make you feel like, “Ahhhh” afterwards. AND THEN out the blue, it is a deep, not so good, horrible massage that makes you feel something so deep inside that you want to throw up and push their hands off you and punch them.
Okay, I would never punch her or him (Did I mentioned this happened more than once today, by two different people!) BUT holy crap, my gut reaction was to wriggle my hips like an 8 month old getting a diaper change and push them away.
That was the first time in my life where I actually could say that I felt pain similar to a contraction.
WHAT in the world was I having done? Getting my psoas muscle massaged. WORST thing ever! Okay, maybe the worst thing ever is knowing I will have to do it again, and again, and again if I want to get better. UGH! I may need to pre-medicate before my next appointment.
I want to get better. I know that my body is SO off right now. BUT I miss running. YUP, I said it. I miss running. This is something I NEVER would have thought I would say, BUT here it is out there for the
world 6 people who actually read my blog postings to see.
Yes, I am whining. I am mad.
Yes, I can still run(but I have been limiting the miles to 3-4 and keeping the pace slow) and I can ride my bike. BUT I have been trying to take more days off than on the past 2 weeks to heal. This makes me crabby—>
Yes, I will get better and stronger and faster for treating my injuries now versus later. (Let’s face it. I have been putting this off long enough already.)