Normally therapists and watermelon would not be connected but I will get to that in a minute.
I have been going to therapy for about three weeks now. I have a PT and a PTA I generally see when I go. I do a series of exercises and then they do stretching and deep tissue massages on my leg and knee.
Now most people when they think massage they think of this nice relaxing experience. Let me set you straight. When you combine the words massage, therapy and deep tissue you get anything but relaxing.
I generally work with the PTA when I am there, we'll call him Big J. Big J is a big guy and good at his job. When he does a deep tissue massage he means business. I am sure he doesn't mean to torture because the object is to find the tight muscle and get it to loosen up. Fact is I am fairly certain Big J could get some secrets out of some very tough people if he ever needed to; granted he's a really nice guy so I doubt he would ever do that. Though he may have said something along the line of giving me something to remember them by; I am assuming the pain I now feel. Today I felt like he was going to put his thumb through my muscle all the way to the bone. I know from previous experience that this will be a good thing in the long run. Tonight, however, I feel like he beat my leg with a metal rod. No hard feelings though...... I will let him know about it at my next appointment. Enough about Big J and me whining. On to the watermelon!
The place I go to for therapy also has a little room where they have produce for sale. This really isn't that odd if you know all the pieces of the story. See Big J's sister owns the therapy place and their family farms. Big J brings it to work. Hence the produce sold out of the little room.
Last week I got a watermelon from there. It sat on my counter for a week and today I decided to cut it open. MY GOSH it is the sweetest watermelon I have had in awhile. My 23 month old ate two big pieces at lunch. Thankfully I had the foresight to undress him down to his diaper before lunch. The watermelon was so juicy he had it running down his chest and a smile from ear to ear. I wish I would have cut it up sooner!
Well that was about all the excitement in my day. How about yours?