I had the best massage of my life on Monday. All hot stones, hot oil and crystal energy healing. I’m fairly skeptical of the magic of the crystals, but it was delightful enough that I’m returning for another this afternoon.
Massages were another thing that I was not at all a fan of until relatively recently. Scrubs and wraps, sure! But the thought of having my very tight and ticklish muscles pummeled was an anathema to me – based on, well, naturally based on nothing except assumptions.
I think Don persuaded me to give it a go when we were in Vietnam a couple of years ago. Now I’m all turned around on the subject.