Revised estimates

I have now come to the conclusion that the guilt-trip-to-the-gym swim last Saturday was a Very Bad Idea, and it by itself (or as the last straw) has triggered a fibro attack of the exercise recovery failure variety. Looking at 8-14 days usually (I've not yet found anything food or behavioural to shorten an attack), so I could have a week more of this to enjoy. Every muscle fibre is of the impression that it's just worked its little cotton socks off and is not ready for another round. Rinse and repeat.

However, I do have a massage in a couple of hours, and that has been known to make an improvement.

Existential crisis ends

Thanks to everyone who responded to my little cry for help. Everyone can suffer from the collapse of confidence now and then. This time I chose to tap into the awesome power of LJ to helpring me back.

Also helped by the massage I had this afternoon. More medicinal than relaxing, but it did the trick and loosened up a lot of gunk to go sailing merrily along the lymph express. I have been drinking like a fish (and doing what follows) and it feels good.

During the massage we both got a few surprises. It's not uncommon for my legs to twitch after they've been worked for a little while. Twitches are like sneezes - they help to sort things out. One day I'll explain the chicken analogy.

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