Meet the new toy, tried and tested after a warm bath last night while watching first episode of second-series detective drama on ITV, which incidentally was very good.
Not that I’m here to review tele (but Scott & Bailey is well worth watching) I’m here to tell you all about this new chappie – Mr 40 quid: The Grid. Here he is:
Looks like a big cheesy wotsit doesn’t it. It’s pretty much like a foam roller but it won’t lose its shape and it has two roles. Not only can you use it like a massage roller but you can use it as part of your core workouts.
My primary goal with it is to pummel seven shades out of muscles and running niggles – ‘take that ITB syndrome, gotcha piriformis’ – you get my drift.
The flat bits and nobble are supposed to replicate massage techniques.
So the picture above shows the part of it that is supposed to replicate a palm or forearm, and of course if you’re sitting on it, that’s some pressure you’re rolling about.
Above is its medium setting which is supposed to be like whole fingers and a thumb. You get it, don’t you? And finally, for masochists everywhere… the equivalent of finger tips.
Easy to use? Yes it is. The woman in the pictures on the instruction leaflet looks all graceful and relaxed, which I wasn’t as I trundled about the sitting room on it. But I can do it and I can aspire to be Mrs Elegance.
The Grid comes with its own story about how it was invented by a personal trainer and how he invented it after he was diagnosed with fibromyalgia. It comes with a host of celebrity triathlete endorsements and the people do exist (I checked).
My hamstrings were murder yesterday, today they were still tight so it’s not a wonder treatment. But I’m going to persevere with it.
The bloke in the shop said to take it steady to start as I’d end up bruised otherwise. Clearly he’s never had a sports massage, or he’s been for wossy ones. I’m a regular at our uni’s sports and spinal injuries place – bruising is complimentary and to be honest, expected. It doesn’t have an elbow setting either, which I regularly get rammed into my piriformis. Or chat. I like the chat, it distracts from the pain. But I can use it every day and let’s face it, I’m not going to easily lose it, am I.