Yesterday at physical therapy, the PT had me do a stretch that was a little painful in my pectoral area. When I expressed the pain, she had my lie on my back so she could massage the area and try to work out the knot.

It hurt. A lot. A lot, a lot. But I didn’t want to complain — much — since when she massaged my bicep is was a “good” pain that would hurt initially, but feel better later.

Hours later, it still hurt and was flecked with red.

Today, it’s bruised. I was beat up by my PT.

 bruise

Please excuse the bad cell phone picture. You can see it to the right of my tank top strap with my messy morning hair all over the place.

But I don’t know, maybe it was a bargain? I mean, I only paid her $13.60 to beat me up.

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