Something came over me (like the plague) two weeks ago...something I should have THOUGHT about before opening my big mouth (which IS a rare occasion actually...the thinking before speaking part). I volunteered myself to give post ride therapeutic massages to the MS150 team Saint EB is riding with! GOOD GOD, NELLIE! What WAS I thinking?!?
It came over me like a blast from my past. I think I had been feeling soooo well physically that I thought, "Hey self. Why NOT take one for the team and volunteer to do something good for a change. You used to BE a massage therapist in your other life. This is no big deal".
So, the secret is out...I've outed myself. It's true...I am STILL a Registered Massage Therapist in Texas. But I haven't PRACTICED as one in over 10 years! I used to have my own office for a time (while only doing psych nursing on call) and saw mostly injury related issues and psychiatric referrals. I really LOVED this work.
But, then I moved to Seattle and returned to working full-time in the psych field and simply tucked my massage therapy practice back away in my mind...it has occasionally clawed its way out every now and then at work when a coworker is having a back or neck pain, but that has been the extent of my ongoing "practice".
I think I have missed doing this type of work for quite a while. Don't get me wrong...I enjoy the work I do now. But there's something ever-so-relaxing and healing about massage and rarely has anyone EVER been disgruntled for it (although I DID break one of my attorney client's ribs once...talk about a lawsuit waiting to happen! LOL). I seemed to always be in my "happy place" when I was doing this type of work.
So, I opened my big mouth and now I must pay the piper. I already have a few friends lined up who have consented to let me "practice" on them (they don't seem frightened at all and seem quite pleased at the prospect of a free massage!). And I HAVE been working out with weights and walking a lot (Saint EB thinks this has only been for HER training experience...Moohahahaha...it has been for ME!) to try to build my strength back up. I am a bit concerned though that 4 of the riders on the team are firemen...I imagine they have BIG muscles and high tolerances for pain. (Crack one of their ribs and see who cries, "mama"...LOL)
I just hope this "bigger than life" feeling I have gotten from the Novantrone continues to pay off...I'm going to have to muster up every ounce of strength and endurance I have to "perform" for these folks. Unless, of course, I DO fake that relapse! The only problem is, Dr. She Who Will Not Be Named is also on the team and she has NO sympathy for me!...