And if you believe that, I have a bridge I'd like to sell you.
You'll only want to read the rest of this post if you care to read about aches and pains. Kinda like the conversation in a retirement home. You've been warned.
The tightness along the outside of my right leg woke me up early Friday morning. I couldn't get back to sleep, so I got up and did some stretches. That dampened the ache somewhat, so I did some more Friday evening. It woke me up again this morning, just as my clock changed to 05:00. Bleagh. This time I took some ibuprofen too, for both the analgesic and anti-inflammatory effects.
Being awake really early in the morning allowed me to get to class 15 minutes early, time I spent stretching. Yet about half way through class my whole right thigh started feeling knotted and stiff. As much as our instructor likes to torment us, she allows a fair bit of unstructured time for stretching scattered throughout. It didn't get any worse, and I walked out of class just a bit stiff. Afterward I did a bit of walking around rather than jumping straight into the car, hoping to avoid having it tighten up in a seated posture.
That sorta worked. Driving home wasn't excruciating, but sitting definitely made my hip flexors ache. Arriving home I found downed more ibuprofen and pulled one of my reusable cold packs out of the freezer. It didn't take long to realize that I needed something more and dug up the phone number for my alternate massage therapist, as my regular one is out of town. To my surprise I scored an appointment this afternoon!
Massage therapy sometimes borders on masochism, but between the ibuprofen, the body work and the endorphins my leg has stopped aching for the first time in days. I'm going to take this as a sign that class 3x a week is a bit too much for the moment, even though the Thursday class isn't half as strenuous as either Tuesday or Saturday.
Just to close with something less whiny: my newest slippers are breaking in really nicely. They're white Capezio Romeos, size 10.5. They were a bit sticky on the Marley floors at first, especially with tendu derrière, but that's going away. Sometime this weekend I'm hoping to find some time to sew the elastics into my new black Romeos so I can break them in too.
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