Beltane Solstice Moon
Finished my p.t. visits for the shoulder. When asked at this point what he thought caused this pain, “Rust. Or, dry rot.” David Poulter said. In this case some form of cervical impingement and possibly a rotator cuff tear. On the likelihood of its return. “If you keep up the resistance work, you’ll minimize it.” But. Since it is rust, the probability is that something, if not the exact same thing will happen again. Hopefully not for awhile.
David also said that I had gotten in three weeks the amount of improvement it takes most folks to get in three months. That made me feel good because it speaks well of my body’s continuing capacity to heal itself. The key in this case apparently is steady work. Which I’ve been doing. I don’t like pain, but am willing to endure it to put it behind me.
David is an interesting guy. His brother lives in Brittany and the time trials for the Tour de France are in Mont St. Michel this year, so he’s packing up and moving to Brittany for four months. He’s 54, born in Lancastershire, moved to Australia, then New Zealand and eighteen years ago to the U.S. His sport is cycling so he’s going to ride the 35 miles to the time trials and generally hang out as a cyclist, a Brit who speaks bon francais, but who has a desire to become fluent.
Of course, Brittany is that oddity, the Celtic part of France, speaking a native tongue closest to Cornish. David told me that Great Britain comes from the island, Britain, plus the little Britain, Brittany. Further, that the French/English animosity comes from the Roman, then the Saxon, then the French invasions which pushed the native Britons (the Celts) into the peripheral countries of Ireland, Wales, Scotland, Cornwall, the Isle of Mann and Brittany.
(Brittany in dark blue.)
