So Good

Picked up a jigsaw,
Factory blemished, I went cheap,
Charged the battery and went to town…

On my leg…

Which should not be a surprise
Given the genetic power tool skill set
Handed down by my grandfather and father.

Rest easy, Mom, this was different.

Instead of sharp toothed blade,
There was a nice soft ball,
No worries, just straight relaxation.

It’s a massage gun, now.

That cheap, factory blemished saw
Cut right through my I-T band,
Outside of my thigh if you were unsure.

I grimaced and smiled all at once.

Calves, quads, arms, and chest,
The pounding was all the same,
Good power tool relief.

So good…

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