RockTape It
If only I’d been enlightened before everything cracked. How could something four times as tough as concrete just fall apart with the turn of a screw? In theory, one cubic inch of human bone can bear the weight of five pickup trucks or 19,000 lbs (8,626kg). Perhaps if I’d withstood the perils of a treacherous mountain at altitude (and made it back down) or scaled sheer rock face (without a misstep) I’d understand the odd fate of the odds. Which I do, but I don’t. Now forced into slow motion from swelling and trauma – I fall for the fix. Eight octopus arms lay without stretch to lift up my skin – crisscross and splay from ankle to toes. No, I’m not hallucinating. Acupuncturists and chiropractors in Japan discovered the decompressive effect of this kinesiology phenomenon in the 70s. So I rock the tape. And dream. Propelled by tailwinds of song, I’ll run wild and free. Waves will thunder my toes, my tendons will stretch and Vangelis’ “Chariots of Fire” will sync with the sea. But first – the maze-solving mollusk must pull out the goo. Read More »