Today I woke up and went to Berkeley to see Sean, my PT. Sometimes I wonder why I pay to see my PT. First of all, whenever I get there it seems that I’m already doing everything possible for my injury. Sean just confirms that what I found on the Internet is correct. Ok I’ll give him that. Anyways, I guess the best part of PT is that I can ask for a massage for the low low price of $13. Albeit, these massages aren’t your normal massages. One time, my PT needed to “access” a certain part of my shoulder that he could only reach through my armpit. Yeah. But today I got ultrasound on my wrist. Apparently I pulled a ligament in my wrist and since blood doesn’t circulate directly to ligaments, you must “stimulate” everything around it in order to get it to heal. It was kind of fun.

After Berkeley, I ran some errands and grabbed a burrito. Now, I think everyone knows that I’m not the biggest burrito fan. But I found this place called High Tech Burrito a few years ago where I can order my ridiculous froofy “Starbucks”-esque version of a burrito. Whole wheat tortilla, grilled chicken, salsa, tomatoes and lettuce. It’s like a wrap. With burrito in hand, I headed over the Bay Bridge to Fort Point, and sat under the Golden Gate and ate my lunch. It was such a glorious day. This bird tried to steal pieces of burrito that happened to fall out.

Then I headed over to Wise to check out some surfboards. Surprisingly it seems that surfboards are not subject to inflation. They all seemed to be the same price that they were as when I bought my first board in 1999/2000. I didn’t buy one today, but they sure were purdies. Anyways, that’s all.
Happy almost Friday.