STOP, DROP AND ROLL

No need to be alarmed kids, this is not a blog post about fire safety.  I will leave that up to Josh.  Mission accomplished boy. Game on.  Sorry about that-private joke.

Firefighter Josh Hobba on the job

Anyhow...stop, drop and roll is what allows me to train at this level without my legs falling off or my back breaking in half.  All of this swimming, biking, running and strength-training can put a hurtin' on you after a while.  Muscles get tired, sore, and cranky....just like me.  If you're not careful, before you know it, you are walking around like a 90 year old.

Ohhh my back

 My favorite tools to prevent this from happening are a high-density foam roller, a stick, a tennis ball and a heating pad.  While in the picture these things are all nicely lined up

Can't live without these

on my couch that is not where they can usually be found.  Most of the time they are smack-dab in the middle of the living room floor and this pisses Quinn off to no end.  Frankly I am amazed that I have not had to have any one of them surgically removed from any given body orifice.  Trust me...there have been plenty of threats made along those lines.  She just doesn't understand :)  Pretty much everytime I walk into the living room I stop, drop to the floor, roll my quads and iliotibial bands on the foam roller, use the stick to attack my calves, lie down with the tennis balls under my arse and lower back and then plop on the couch with the heating pad behind my lower back. AAHHHHHHH.  This scene repeats itself at least twice a night during the week and 3-4 times on weekend days.  Whatever it takes man...whatever it takes!!!!!  I will end this post with a challenge to the Ohio contingent of the family.  While the Pennsylvania and Illinois peeps have all piped in with comments I haven't heard anything from the Ohioans so .......hello.......anyone there???  If you are reading leave a comment.  It's a family blog and I would love to hear from youns!!!!