Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Roll'n, roll'n, roll'n . . . .

I've been sick since Sunday - just plain worn down and tuckered out. Having a full-time poop machine and fart knocker enter our lives has really thrown me for a loop. The long stay at the hospital, irregular sleeps, new stress, change of schedule and super duties (also including Super Dooties) have cracked me.

What I'm learning is that I have to better manage my time. So, just because I'm sick doesn't mean that I can't do anything. While mommy fed Elsa I kept them company by stretching and rolling out my legs.

My two new favourite tools for helping me feel better are a six foot piece of rope and my massage roller. Recently, while dealing with a sensitive hamstring issue, an A.R.T. therapist showed me some really excellent active stretching techniques for my legs. He also suggested using a foam roller after workouts and stretching to help flush out and lengthen the muscles. I've been doing both for a few weeks now and my legs do feel much better and more flexible. What I notice most about the roller is how well it helps with recovery after a ride.


My roller is bad ass black - muscles are more scared of a black roller cause it looks so evil and bad and naughty.

**After writing this up I realized that I could have done this as a naked review!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

"Having a full-time poop machine and fart knocker enter our lives has really thrown me for a loop. The long stay at the hospital, irregular sleeps, new stress, change of schedule and super duties (also including Super Dooties) have cracked me."

-- the fun is just begginning...
Wait until they start crawling and then walking. The fun really starts once they start getting mobile.

You'll have a whole new appreciation for those with kids.
And, an even more of an appreciate for those with twins, quadrups etc... ekks!

I love doing rollers nude!
Damn hairs get caught in in though.

Anonymous said...

forgot to mention - you can get "free" sandwiches in the fridge at the mat ward...
shhh.... keep it to yourself though.
(wife was in the hospital for a good 3 months prior to delivery then a month after... she nearly died giving our second one.... I needed to eat and found the fridge of blessing. The caf food sucks most of the time.)