I went to karate on Saturday morning, and we did jumping jacks. That is the only explanation I have for why my calves are crying every time I take a step. I think my whole sore body is probably the reason I was a little frustrated during my riding lesson today (which was a perfectly lovely lesson, I just couldn’t seem to make my body mind my mind). (There’s probably a life lesson, there.)
I’ve been in so much pain that I had to do something. I dipped into my savings and bought a foam roller. I’ve heard how they can relieve knots like a deep tissue massage. UNDERSTATEMENT. First of all, let me tell you how painful it is while you’re rolling. I was literally screaming. Not figuratively literally screaming – seriously, way-too-loud, my-neighbors-have-new-ideas-about-what-goes-on-here screaming. But – once you’ve rolled out a bit, you feel lighter. And you can move again.
I have found my new nightly ritual.