12 Days to Go - Race Report! My first Sports "Massage"
As you can probably tell from the previous post, I felt more at ease going into doing a spur-of-the-moment first time 50-miler than going to my first "Massage" session. I even had a last minute gear acquisition run to make sure I was properly prepared.
As I stepped into the office and was brought back to the "Massage" room, somehow the whole thing seemed to fit into every bad stereotype I had of "Massages".
Lady Masseuse dressed in fluorescent flowered garb- check.
Dim mood lighting - check.
Strange, soft, Enya type music in the background - check.
What looks like a bed? in the tiny closet of a room that all of this is taking place in - check.
Candles! - check.
Everything after that is a blur of awkwardness and "going to my happy place" followed by a whole lot of hushed voices, blanket manipulation, muscle assault and ended with someone rubbing my ears. Ears? Really? Is this helpful? Will increased blood flow to my lobes help me up Hope Pass twice? I don't know but I assume it must.
All in all it wasn't as bad as I thought it might be. Hopefully it was somewhat helpful. I did feel pretty relaxed, though it could be just a relative improvement from the buttery pretzel knot I was going in.
Would I do it again? Hmmm not sure about that one, I'll just stick with my new "massage" PR. One sports "massage" in one hour. Pretty fast I must say so myself. What is your "Massage" PR?
Been to the doctor: No. (Thank you incompetent appointment schedulers) I will go this week.
Running of late: No. I've been thrashing about in a pool for cardio, more on that to come.
Taper Madness: Off the Chart.