I'm My Own Grandma

Well, it's been 4 days since I was tortured. Well, the initial session anyway. We ended up having another torture session on Thursday. I went to the gym to do a class and ended up being poked & prodded. At least on Thursday I got to spend some time in the spa. Due to timing I couldn't spend any time in the spa on Tuesday.

Anyway, I have learned that I'm my own grandma. And unlike the song it doesn't involve me having children. All it took was an hour of pressure point release to attempt to undo 5 months in the gym without a massage. Although now that I think about it, it's more the other way around. 5 months in the gym without a massage has made me spend the last week hobbling around like a little old lady. As such, my trainer has now taken to calling me grandma. Not only that a couple of his other clients have gotten into that habit too. Thankfully I get along with them so I know it's meant as a term of endearment.

This grandma has learned her lesson and is going to try and have more frequent massages if I'm going to keep spending so much time in the gym.