It was a weird day. I went for a run this morning, which went well. I feel pretty good about this PT test coming up. Then I was on base and drove by the spa and they were offering a deal on body wraps. Soooo I went in. And they had an opening. Soooo I took it. Basically, the goal of a body wrap is to suck out some toxins, clean out your pores, and suck you dry so you lose a few inches around different parts of your body. They start by taking measurements so you can see, afterwards, where you lost and how much. Then they slather on some super sneaky spa clay over the area to be wrapped. You can do a whole body, but that would have sucked. Im pretty damn hairy and digging dried clay out of leg hair would have been bad. Pulling it out of my chest hair was bad enough. But I digress. Then, after the clay is applied, the take ace bandages (or something similar) that are soaked in some super sneaky spa chemical and wrap you up. Fairly tightly. Which seems to get tighter the longer you have it on. Then they put you in a sauna suit, which sucks. And then they stick you in a torture device. They call it the steam chair. I disagree. Its a regular chair with a frame around it and a cover that can zip up, leaving only your head and hands exposed, while uber hot steam is piped in to the little oven. I felt like a gawddamn turkey being roasted alive. I had to yell at her multiple times to come in and turn it down as my leg was literally being cooked while I sat there, helpless. I called it quits after 45 minutes. I was getting dizzy and nauseous and I figured that was a good time to throw in the towel...which I literally did because I was irritated at being roasted. Then the nice lady pulled me out, stripped me down and remeasured me. Total I lost 6.5 inches form my abdominothoracic area, so it wasn't a total loss. Well, partial loss. Ha ha.
Lets see...looked at more crappy craigslist furniture then went home. Made some more dinner. Got sick. Blah blah blah. Watched the pilot episode of californication again. I love that show. Hank is my anti-hero. I love him. And now its off to bed. I need to get up and work out and stretch and get ready for Thursday. So really I have nothing to do tomorrow. Well, I need to start looking over this stuff again. By 'this stuff' I mean medical stuff. A and P, chem, yadda yadda. Its hard to do that though without direction. To just randomly dive in and try and learn or remember stuff doesn't work for me. Hmmm...I'll need to figure that one out. So yeah. Bed. Night.
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