The Rack

You may remember from a couple of weeks ago that Kay had found me an inversion table at a garage sale for $50.00. I was pretty excited, because our chiropractor had been telling me for months that she thought this would help my back problem. I was afraid to get too excited about the find, because the boots had to be purchased separately. As we looked at the model on the box demonstrating all the tricks you could do on this amazing table, we were keenly aware that the way she presented herself might be a telling factor. She was wearing a pink and white diagonally striped leotard and had BIG hair. Dad said that it was either made in the 80’s or she was a Texas woman. We found a 1983 date and Dad did a search for the company to see if we could locate the boots. The information we got back was that the company is no longer in existence. So, last week when we went to the chiropractor we asked to look at her catalogs. We found several tables similar to ours that started at $350, and we found the boots. We came home, did a search and found the boots at the same price with no shipping fees.

Well, the boots came on Wednesday. As we had described the contraption to Deedee and Andrew they envisioned a sort of medieval torture devise. They were right. Now it was time to put it to the test. First I had to get the boots on with the straps, latches and hooks to connect to the bar so I wouldn’t slide on my head. Even with Dad’s help, it took 10 – 15 minutes just to get me on the rack.

Last night I wanted to do it by myself. I struggled with the boots, and my navigational ineptness came into play. I stood up, ready to mount the beast and Dad walked in. I had the boots (actually, they are large cuffs that fit around the ankles) on backwards. Gr-r-r-r-r. So, I had to start all over. After all this, I must say that I think the rack is going to help. I’m not all the way upside down, and 11 minutes is pretty much my limit at this point. So, we’ll see…No, I don’t think we should send you a picture.