When I have mentioned this little tidbit to folks, some look at me like I am from another planet. I mean, I dated one guy where we traded off massages, but either he wasn’t good at it or I was too sensitive to his touch. It did nothing for me. (Neither did he, actually!)
I love it when people have told me I must and how it truly relaxes you. I’m not sure that is how I would relax. Hell, I can’t even stand to lay out at a beach or pool for half as long as a massage, and now I would have to strip down, oil up and still have to pay for the privilege?
But as it turns out, I’ve hurt my neck a bit. I don’t know if it was during trying to sleep on the plane on the way to Kansas City or in the hotel bed. It was just when I got home when I lie on my right side there is horrible pain. Oddly enough, I have full range of motion any other time with no aches whatsoever.
I’m not convinced I will do a massage. I’m not convinced I wont. Denton says I can have a medicinal massage – meaning throw back a few of his muscle relaxers. That’s nice and everything, but I don’t think those give you a happy ending.
Song by: Warren Zevon