Good Pain

So last week I mentioned that I have some significant pains in my back. Over the past week I’ve deliberated to myself, to friends, to co-workers, and to anyone who would listen as to what I should do. The choices came down to going to the doctor, having a massage, or doing nothing and waiting for the pain to go away on it’s own (or until I was so accustom to it that I didn’t notice it anymore). After enough discussion to annoy everyone (myself included) I decided to have a massage. As luck would have it, a friend of mine that lives in the neighborhood is a certified massage therapist. I gave her a call and scheduled an hour of what I intended to be an intense relaxing of my muscles.

At this point I need to mention that I’ve never had a real massage. I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect but I figured it would involve me on a table getting karate chopped across my back. Lucky for me, that’s not what happened. What actually happened was an hour of pain in areas that I didn’t know could have pain, and it was incredible.

It’s only been about an hour and a half since things wrapped up and it’s safe to say that I feel like pudding. My head is dizzy, I’m having trouble walking, and I can barely keep my eyes open. My muscles are kind of twitchy and it seems like I might fall over at any moment. It’s like I’m disconnected from my body. I guess I’ll need to wait a little while before I know if it did any good but at this point I don’t really care. It was so worth it and I’m fairly certain I’ll be scheduling another beating soon.