Today, I went to a Sports Massage Therapist to find out - ONCE AND FOR ALL - what is causing my leg to cramp up when I run. It was quite an experience. Let's start off by allowing you to see the text messages between Ben and I:
Me: Just realized I didn't shave my legs
Ben: Oh well...I am sure they massage hairy men's legs everyday
1 hour and 15 minutes...EARLY!
This place is weird
Another man just entered WITH his bike
I haven't even seen this man [massage therapist] and I'm freaking out
Despite my paranoia, I managed to "save face" and appear cool, calm and collected. Until I was taken to a room, with a little bed. After the Therapist - who, really was SO VERY NICE and I would definitely recommend him to anyone - and I chatted, my insides calmed down. Then, the massage part came.
Therapist: I'm going to step out, make yourself comfortable. Keep your shorts on.
I almost died right then. The moment had come. I would have to lay on that little bed...under the sheets to get this massage. I started to panic. I hadn't prepared myself. Why had NO ONE explained what it meant to get a massage?!?! So, I did what any normal person would do: I coached myself. It went something like this. "Bethany...DEAR...This is for your good. This is to help so you can run again."
Worked like a charm. That pep talk never fails me. Never. Ever.
The massage really was wonderful, and EVEN BETTER - I was able to find out what was causing me so much pain that left me limping back to the car after Ben and I would run. It was simple tri-fold case of: running too hard-uneven ground-not stretching AFTERWARDS!
And the best part of it all? the Massage Therapist never made one comment about my (barely, but nevertheless) hairy legs. God bless'em.