During out of our girlie nights out a few weeks ago, DarlingDhanya was telling us about this guy with magic hands that helped rid the pain in her muscles. We each then poured forth our own bodily problems – aching calves, lower back pains, foot injury, etc.
After one cancellation and many BBMs going back and forth, 3 of us met up in her house last night for this wonderful massage that would help cease our pains starting at the root problem areas.
The man’s name is KK, and he struck me as a healthy-looking man with bright eyes.
Combining trigger point, accupressure and orthopedic massages, he dubs it manipulative massage.
When i arrived, Aps was lying on a blue mat having her turn so i waited for mine next.
As i waited, i told Dhanya how i took 15 minutes to find my car in BSC and how i must be the only person who loses their car in one of the smallest parking lots in KL.
My turn arrived, and KK asked me what my problems are.
I told him that i suffer some pain in my left foot when i walk for long lengths of time, thanks to a fall (off a high heel no less, 2 years ago).
Then i also mentioned my lower back pains that would come and go, and how sometimes, it would be so devastating that i would get whoever was next to me (colleague, boyfriend, tipsy person in pub) to press it sharply to make it go away.
He asked me to stand up in front of me, and looked me up and down before saying i have flat feet.
“Oh, i know, i found that out sometime last year,” i said, thinking back to a Nike event where everyone was discovering how flat-footed they were on this machine.
“That is your main problem, and that is what is causing the pains in your back. Are you clumsy?”
“Yes… Yes i’m very clumsy!” i nodded, thinking of the average number of times per week i knock into a piece of furniture or walk into a stationary object.
“It’s because you’re flat-footed. So you’re not using your natural shock absorbers.”
“You mean there’s a scientific explanation for my clumsiness!” Glee spread across my face.
He started with massaging my feet with sharp strokes under the arch, as to bring it out, i guess.
As he was getting on with it, Dhanya was telling me some story from the sofa and i was half-zoning out because it was SO painful, yet i was trying to listen as to distract myself.
At one point when KK was busy looking down at my feet, i mouthed “OH MY FUCKING GOD” with wide eyes to Dhanya cos i felt like someone was burning my feet off.
Now i understand why Ash was screaming like a little boy when he got his massage months earlier (and vowed never to do it again).
I was asked whether i exercise, to which i hung my head in shame. I love hiking and swimming, but those are things i do on occasion and not regularly.
He pinched the flesh behind my arm, and said i have surprisingly low fat percentage for someone who doesn’t exercise (and who eats so much, i mentally added).
KK moved on to my back after my feet, and i could feel him kneading my muscle strings firmly. It was painful, but i could withstand it and tried not to make any noise.
He told Aps and Dhanya i was ‘hardcore’ -_- but later told me i had a SERIOUS problem with my back, worse than what most people have.
Apparently my muscles deep in my back are all twisted, instead of the usual swelling on the surface that plague the majority.
I told him that i used to wear high heels all the time, till my back started hurting and i decided to give up wearing them all day long.
Cos if it was giving me some health problems, then i really don’t think it’s worth it.
Besides, God must have made us level-footed for a reason. If he wanted girls to appear taller he would have designed our feet with a slanted arch.
It’s just us humans who tend to devise a certain fashion on what is beautiful. -_-
Well, thanks to wearing high heels for extended periods of time, i now have to somehow fix my back before it give me more problems later in life.
KK also said that my back would give me an extremely uncomfortable pregnancy. I didn’t know how to respond to that so i just kept quiet!
He also mentioned that if we do have a habit of crossing our legs, we have to ensure that we balance it out by crossing one and the other equally.
I have dismissed my habit of wearing high heels all day long, and you’ll always find me in flats unless i’m at an event or party (which is usually a couple of hours long).
But i couldn’t help thinking, “First, i spend a ton of money buying all these beautiful high heels that i cannot help myself from, and THEN, i have to pay MORE money to fix a back problem all those high heels have given me!!”
You say life is unfair? I say fashion is unfair.
I think the real reason i’m writing this is to tell all you teens and early 20-somethings that at some point, you really should be thinking of health over vanity.
If i were you, i wouldn’t wear high heels to college/work every single day and fuck my back up later on!
I was having a conversation with my shoes earlier.
I hate you, you know, giving me all these problems!
No… i didn’t mean it, you’re beautiful, i love you!
But still… i have to spend less time with you now, you know that right?