Went in for a tune up today. After so many hours I feel rundown and tired, like a car I suppose – need a good lube at times. My neck was so sore, and it was radiating down into my trap, both high and lower, and into my scap stabilisers. When I couldn’t take it anymore I headed for some healing hands. Wasn’t too bad at all.
It’s both sad, and weird that that’s the most naked a chick’s seen me in a while. I don’t like it being like that. I want a girlfriend… shit. The massage was good though. She kept doing this zig zaggy thing – up one side of my back, down the other. Back up and then back down again. Then she lifted my scapulae & did it round the medial borders of each of them. I thought I was going to die while she was doing that. Not so much sore, but uncomfortable. Bloody uncomfortable. It’s a weird feeling, having someone dig their fingers under your shoulder blades. The zig zaggy thing happened again – down my calves, then down my tib ant, then up my hamstrings. I can’t say that she was overly rough, or nearly as hard as the girls lead me to believe, but she got into it and gave me a bit of a touch up. Was pretty happy actually. She said that I was ’strong’ around my shoulders, and well built through the back of my shoulders; also that I had well developed calves (I bloody know, and hate). She wasn’t surprised at all that I was built after I’d told her that I don’t mind a bit of powerlifting occasionally.
By the end of the massage I was feeling much better – and had better range and less soreness in my neck and shoulders. Perhaps a once a week tune up is the way to go…
