I'm a wimp. On a day that was supposed to be about relaxation (though I think Vin is lying whenever he mentions that and really just means stretching) I squirmed and cried out like a little girl while Vin pushed his hands into my flesh. Sprawled on the floor with my legs in the air, Vin pushed and rolled and shimmied side to side with the foam roller until my too-tight muscles couldn't handle anymore.
What the hell happened to me? I used to stretch every day, but that was when I was running. Apparently I was stupid to stop, because the more flexible I am, the less my "relaxation" days hurt.
Then I got a full-body massage this afternoon. I'm really going to hurt tomorrow.
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