Blog on the Lillypad
Saturday, August 30, 2003
| More Trigger Point Massage and Other Dorsal Adventures
Well, I got my legs all nicely shaved and went to the massage therapist. As I have said elsewhere, trigger point massage is not like the images of massage that you see in movies. Picture 35 minutes of slow agony where my obligation is to remember to breathe (and try not to cuss or cry). Thee is no doubt that I have improved under the last six weeks of therapy, but these unusual trigger points in my mid back, called "erector muscles" (and if you are a man reading this, I hasten to say that erector muscles hold the torso upright, and that's all they do, so STOP SNICKERING.) and "intercostals" are the continuing culprits. Using my inversion table has really helped all my other back problems (and they were legion) but the trigger points continue. |  |
Afterwards, I stopped at the Fresh Market and---oh joy to nerds---I found bunched radishes with their tops. I bought two bunches for juicing, but I have learned my lessons and will drink the radish juice quite sparingly! Also got some beets with tops for juicing as I am sceduled to go code red at any time, and fresh beet juice is a wonderful aid for all "women's complaints."
 | SO I came home, had more turkey tacos for lunch (um um um!) and got on the inversion table for twenty minutes. I spent a few minutes directly upside down, but most of the time was spenta few degrees short of that, just relaxing. Time to work on an audio drama! I am pleased that after THREE attempts, I have completed TWO OF A KIND (scheduled to debut in audio on Sept 5) and will now begin HOUNDS AND HARES. |
