Hi my name is Hez. And I'm a runner.

Had a calf massage today.

Have you ever had your legs massaged? I don't mean rubbed down all nicey-nice so you feel all good and tingly. I mean a deep-tissue, get-right-in-there-to-the-meat-of-the-muscle, sweat-inducing pain massage.

"Why would one ever subject themselves to that?" you ask. Well, the only conclusion I can come to is that I might be crazy.

You see - I've fallen in love with running. And with running and training for a half marathon comes muscle issues. So, in order to fix those issues, I've got to go to extremes. I've tried the RICE method (Rest Ice Compression Elevate... I feel like one of those "holier than thou" athlete assholes for even knowing that). Anyway - so the RICE thing ain't totally working for me.

Hence the self-infliction of torture.

In defense of the massage therapist, I've got to say that I feel WAY better right now. I think it might be working!

So yeah. Now I'm officially in the group of "injured runners". If I'm being honest - it's kind of cool to have some battle scars. "Oh yeah - I hurt my calf when I was training for the half. Yeah... no big deal though. I'm a runner."

Okay, I'm done now.