Massage
Recently, I had a full body massage. This was a first for me. I had two shiatsu massages in a massage chair a few years back. Both of those previous experiences were negative for me; it felt like someone was poking me repeatedly. I didn’t feel any better afterwards than I did before.
The massage I had most recently was awesome. It was initially a little odd as the masseuse was both my acquaintance and the close friend of my wife’s. I got to Jean’s house and she escorted me to a basement office, which was equipped with a professional massage table. I was instructed to disrobe to whatever level I felt comfortable, after she left the room, and then I was to lie under a sheet. That moment, where she gave me those instructions felt odd. This experience was 100% professional and therapeutic mind you, but having this conversation with someone who I have a much more formal (and non disrobing) relationship was disconcerting initially. I followed her instructions and waited.
She came back in the room and started in on my shoulders. It was fabulous. She is a relatively small woman, but I learned that she is very strong and gave all my muscles a thorough going over. I felt fabulous afterwards. I can’t remember feeling as relaxed as I did after my massage that night.
Two weeks later, she sends me a thank you note. I got a thank you note for laying there and grunting like a happy pig. How fabulous is that?
I’ll be going back for more guaranteed.
