Met a girl at the coffee shop this weekend, who said (after noticing my neck was stiff), "I want to give you an adjustment," .. which told me she did some type of bodywork.
Didn't have my reading glasses handy, so I slipped her card into my pocket and said I'd call to schedule an appointment.
Yesterday, when I saw the word Chiropractor, I got nervous, cuz previous therapy sessions have been painful. So the idea of someone torquing my neck seemed less than appealing.
On the phone, she assured me no pain would be involved, while emphasizing she was "excellent" at what she did.
"I'm an artist,"
she said, raising my eyebrows .. cuz you have to be good to even use the word. (Art comes only after one first masters the technology.)
I find confidence appealing, cuz it usually portends competence. Tho still hesitant, I went anyway. (This morning.)
Well, she *is* very good. (Definitely has the magic.) Indeed, no pain was involved, despite her jumping up and down on my neck .. (and kicking me in the head a few times).
