I am a sucker for a good massage.
Sam used to rub my shoulders for me when we first started dating, and my dad used to rub my back before bed during water polo season when I was tight and uncomfortable.
It wasn't until college and really after graduation when I moved to Orange County that I grew to appreciate a really great massage. And we had massages at least once a week while we were in Southeast Asia three years ago.
Since I took my high pressure, high stress agency job, I have been meaning to book myself a massage... but like all the stuff I do for myself (ahem, blogging, the gym, etc.) I seem never to be able to find the time to make an appointment.
So I finally called up my former masseuse and was disappointed to hear that he's got a great gig working on the NASCAR circuit. He did refer me to a colleague and I'm going to see her on Saturday. I cannot wait.
Even Sam said earlier this week that my shoulders are off-center because I am holding so much tension in my upper body. He must have taken pity on me because he did rub my shoulders a little bit for me that night.
I just want to be able to relax and actually feel my stress melt out of my body.
Hopefully after Saturday I'll be able to sleep better and feel more like working out!
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