Back in the winter of 2010-2011, I was having pain in my left foot and went to see a physical therapist for a few sessions. It was hurting really badly when I was walking around in Pittsburgh while I was at the 2010 Dublin Core meeting. The therapist told me that it was a good idea to get a foot massage ball, so I bought this green one.
Green massage ball, on cookbook shelf – to keep it safe from cats
When Rach was here for her first work week last August, what we started calling the longest sleepover party of the summer, we discovered how useful the green ball was for the neck and shoulders. You can put it on the floor, and roll your neck over it and get a really nice de-kinking. The cats like to play with these balls, so you never know where they’ll end up. In September we went away for TIFF and I never saw the green ball again. Sometime after we got back from TIFF, I was biking home for work, and saw this pink one in the gutter.
Pink massage ball – not in the gutter, but in the driveway when I first got it home – leaf for scale
Took it home, ran it through the dishwasher. and used it for massages a few times. The pink ball spent most of the 2013-14 winter on the shelves underneath the TV.
On Wednesday this week, when I went out to get the newspapers, the green ball was on the floor in the front hall. And now the pink one is nowhere to be found. Of course.
