Friday, March 14, 2014


I've been going to the gym regularly, to my line dance and yoga lessons - being pretty happy (and proud) of my fitness "schedule".
What I tend to neglect though, I have to admit, is the stretching part at the end of any lesson. I KNOW that I should stretch my muscles but... you know??!!

My body accepted my laziness ... at least until recently when my back started aching. I stretched and stretched and even went to see my shiatsu therapist.
Nothing really helped. It helped for a short time but then the ache came back.

I decided that it was time to change my approach (inwardly I was becoming afraid that my problem wasn't due to muscles but to my spinal column): I booked a 45 minutes massage at my gym.
Let's just say that they were the longest 45 minutes of my life. The longest.
It hurt.
I am no cry baby, I swear, but it hurt.
It hurt ... so much!
Especially when she worked on my ... derrière. Oh my.
Driving home after the session of hell, I swore to myself that I would never ever go back there again. Is it really necessary to work on my tense muscles with so much ... violence?

Well ... I changed my mind.
I have made a new appointment for next Monday.
You know why? Simple. Because my back felt and still feels better. Much better.
I will suffer my way through some more sessions of hell (big girls don't cry, right?) if it helps to get a flexible and pliant back again.
And now at least I know that my spinal column is doing just fine :-)

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