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“Have you ever had to massage anyone… gross?”

I hate this question. I really, really hate this question. And as a massage therapy student, I get it fairly regularly, even among my “progressive”/”crunchy” friend set. I also hear from prospective massage students that this is a question they get bombarded with from skeptical people.

Here’s why I hate it:

It assumes there’s such a thing [...]

Backpocalypse 2010: Or, my silence explained

You know that fabulous class I was gushing over in my last post?

Yeah, Day Three fucked my back up. Or rather, my back, injured long long ago when I was twelve, decided it had had enough and wasn’t going to take it any more, and I wasn’t going to give yet another massage, I was [...]

Massage thoughts

I’m in the midst of a maternity massage series — two three-day-weekends in a row, for a total of 44 class hours — and am utterly knackered. I’ve had so many thoughts, so many posts I would’ve given a toe1 to be able to sit down and get out, but have had to get back [...]

Muscle: Studentum burntoutus profundus

Origin: proximal massage education facility.

Insertion: inferior surface of bedding covers.

Actions: tearing of the hair, mastication of the jaw, and systemic collapse via exhaustion.

To shorten this muscle, continue cramming relentlessly. To lengthen, intermittently apply chai latte and laughter.

Approximately 2% of you are laughing now: to you, who have survived kinesiology in medical or massage school (or [...]

Open thread: On first periods

My monthly menstrual musings may have misled many of my much-beloved readers. I was not always as forthright as I am now — to put it mildly — and my willingness to talk about menstruation here, and elsewhere online and other feminist-dominated spaces1, doesn’t mean I don’t (or rather, didn’t when it was applicable) buy [...]

They say it’s your birthday

It’s my birthday too, yeah.

And yes, we are planning on having a good, if subdued, time. There might even be a small party party.

Some interesting facts:

The Man and I share a birthday, though I am younger, and thus according to our society better and prettier, by two whole years.
He’s officially becoming an old man today, [...]

Murphy’s Law and other superstitions

I might have mentioned before about my firm belief* in Murphy’s Law: Anything that can go wrong, will. Now, true followers of Murphy know that this seemingly simple law, when meditated on and investigated experientially, has numerous corollaries and extensions. One of these states that if you are aware of the thing that [...]

Five minutes of self care

Five minutes of self care, every day.

This is my homework.

Don’t laugh; it says so, right there, bottom third of the weekly report page for Massage Lower:
Five minutes of self care

Sunday:
Monday:
Tuesday:
Wednesday:
Thursday:
Friday:
Saturday:

This really shouldn’t be hard, should it? Five minutes. Every day. That’s all. Five minutes is nothing. It takes the Boychick [...]

Watch this (plus links)

Major bow-down to Womanist Musings for posting this. It rocks so hard I have to share it everywhere. “Because, when the revolution finally comes, for all of us, it’s gonna be real.”

And a few more links in lieu of content:

On raising male children at Mothers for Women’s Lib

Not Feeling the Term “Passing” at [...]

Men in massage school

Men are a minority in the massage profession, and in massage school. In my first class of 16, there was one male student (another one joined halfway through the class), and a male TA. Last quarter, there was one male student in each of my classes of 7 and 16 students. The [...]

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