There's nothing like a good massage. And then there's nothing like a good deep tissue massage. It hurts, but man, does it feel oh so good. I spent an hour last night grimacing under Michelle's strong hands (and elbows). With every push, pull, and trigger point, she knew how to make all the tight muscles release. She especially worked my overly tight hamstrings.
I continuously have tight hamstrings. For me, it's like milk and cookies; RobbyB running & tight hamstrings. Never one without the other. Unfortunately, tight hamstrings lead to sore calves, sore thighs, tight IT bands, and up until last night, dead legs.
The fruits of Michelle's gifted hands came to bear on this morning's bike ride. Even though it was an easy, short ride, the fresh legs felt like I could go on for miles. I had to hold myself back from racing traffic multiple times. I only wish I had enough money to get massages every other week.