Sticking a Tennis Ball in My Ass

Sound terrible? I think so too! So it was my IT band (balls. by the way, this isn't in reference to the tennis ball. Balls is my favorite swear word right now). I've been to physio twice now to get it sorted out. Scrolling through to find my old post about this, I think I lied to my physio (not intentially) on how long it's been bothering me. I thought for sure it was in January. Anyway, I tried to roll it, stretch my hamstrings, ride more and run less, and just rest. I thought it was getting a lot better, but then my right knee starting hurting. Like walking home from work hurting. This was making me very grumpy because a) I am a little obsessed with excercising b)I'm freaking out about turning 30, and injuries that don't heal do not help. Good news, though: I'm not turning 30 after all! That and the knee this was just my other IT band, tightening up to be like it's brother. That's good because with two sessions of physio, it's already feeling markedly better. It didn't bug me at all at Peak Power on Monday, which makes me the opposite of grumpy. :) Anyway, all of this is to get to my SI joint, which was also quite sort. One of the physio excersises I was given is to dig a tennis ball into it to loosen it up. I don't own a tennis ball, so I tried a stress ball (I do have stress ;) ) and a field hockey ball (stupid sport, stupid idea) and neither really worked. I figured someone would have one I could borrow. The vast majority of my friends are into sports, and some of them even have garages (so jealous). I was over at the Sills for the 2nd Annual Garage Hack Party (just like it sounds, plus waffles!) and noticed a few tennis balls lying around. I asked if I could borrow on for a few weeks, and being the nice folks that they are, they complied. Jeff asked, "what for?" and I said (ARRGG....use your brain next time Adams!) "I need to put it in my ass". Ouch. Weird: they don't want it back.