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To some the above image looks reminiscent of a soviet torture pod. To others, a blissful option for switching off that one struggles to find elsewhere in life’s busy-ness.
I had returned to the ever fantastic Koan Float in Amsterdam for my third float tank session of 2016, this time, booking myself in for a 90 minute mega sesh.
I arrived at the centre donning the optics of the X-Men’s Cyclops, so saturated with the Dam’s delights I was really not quite sure how to operate the door to get in. My always so very polite receptionist gently smiled, asking ever so softly “Have you been to the shentre before?” as to not disturb a lady also sat in the waiting area, reading her paper. I replied to her compassionate ask with a subtle, eyes-closed nod, partly to maintain the atmosphere and partly because I had temporarily lost my ability to speak.
Over the past few weeks, chatting to the various strength and conditioning heads walking through the doors at Locker 27, the topic of injury inevitably rears its ugly head.
What to do with one, how to avoid getting one, specific ideas for repairing one etc have all been whirling through my head.
Through my own experience, I would like to share one strategy I have found to work extremely well when it comes to repairing injuries… muscle control, a.k.a. the FLEX.