Smoothing out the rocks

Today, there was another essential man in my life. 

I'm glad this one has a family and responsibilities because that means he's unlikely to be moving anywhere any time soon.  On my second bucket of Voltarol, I figured it was about time to visit Wes.  Never have I met such a good physio. 

He seems to have stopped a random but frequent twinge I was getting on the inside of my hamstring that I've had for months which he reckons is likely to be trapped nerves from tight muscles elsewhere.  I just thought it was an unstretchable hamstring.  And I didn't actually go for that.

He's tackled the rocks in my back and sides which left me walking out much lighter than I walked in.
  
Now why didn't I do that sooner?!