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Related: Culture Forums, Support ForumsWhy y'all didn't tell me how good massages are?
So we went on a little 2 night Bahamas cruise and my wife and I entered a raffle at the on-board spa and I won a free back and neck massage*. First cruise, first professional massage and now I'm afraid I'm gonna start saving up my lunch monies to spend on massages instead. I think that lady was putting knees and elbows and I don't know what else into my back but after 25 minutes of it I was pretty blissed out. I had no clue a massage could be that good. Probably because my previous experience with massage was just me and my wife uneducatedly mashing around on each other and hurrying to get from that to the good part. It never occurred to me the massage could be the good part.
*I want it to be known that I offered to give up my winnings to my wife so she could get the mani-pedi she entered for but she wouldn't have it. She made me go. Probably one of the reasons I'm hoping for at least another 27 years with her.
Xyzse
(8,217 posts)To tell the truth, one of the masseuses I have been to have been calling me to give her a massage.
That makes me feel so awesome.
Full disclosure, I initially came from a different country where massages are common place and prized.
I've been massaging my elders since I was 7. I know how good it is.
And yes, mani-pedis are awesome too.
OriginalGeek
(12,132 posts)Man that sounds like a great country. I'm definitely going to get more in the future.
Xyzse
(8,217 posts)If I can't get one, I use my foam roller.
http://www.amazon.com/RumbleRoller-RR316-Full-Size-31x6-Blue/dp/B0042JFAUK/ref=sr_1_3/177-4212120-7663216?s=exercise-and-fitness&ie=UTF8&qid=1376420430&sr=1-3
This helps too.
that will save me some lunch money. Thanks for the tip!
Xyzse
(8,217 posts)fizzgig
(24,146 posts)it is an absolutely blissful experience
OriginalGeek
(12,132 posts)lol, you don't knead my permission...
fizzgig
(24,146 posts)OriginalGeek
(12,132 posts)knot to do it...
nolabear
(41,959 posts)All kinds of things are stimulated (shut up, Lounge Lizards) by a therapeutic massage. Indocrines, hormones, circulation, digestion, respiration, lymph nodes, everything.
I get them as regularly as I can remember to, and they are wonderful for the chronic neck and shoulder issues that writing brings, and the back issues that sitting in a therapy chair bring, and if it weren't for that dorky music they play they'd be perfect.
OriginalGeek
(12,132 posts)Yeah I thought the music was goofy but once she got started I forgot all about it. I'm in IT so I stare at a monitor all day and then go home and stare at my laptop... I can see now how easily getting massages could become a habit...
they bought us some ergonomic desk chairs recently and they are nice but not as nice as a massage...
SwissTony
(2,560 posts)I told the coach I'd probably be out for two or three weeks. He suggested I go and see our "doctor/physio". Trouble was...there was always a long queue to see this guy. Treatment was pretty short. Get a quick turn under the heat lamps, quick massage then you're finished. In his defence, he had to look after 6 Aussie Rules teams, 3 soccer teams and 6 hockey teams.
But this night was different. The Aussie rules sides weren't there - they were playing intervarsity football. The soccer and hockey guys weren't too much of a burden anyway. So, i was the only guy there that night (women didn't use this guy - the atmosphere was very testosterone heavy - not due to the physio, just the predominace of male sports).
This was a Tuesday night.
Anyway, I got on the table and he started looking at my calf. It was rock solid and hurt like hell. So, he put me under the heat lamp. And we got talking - I was his only client!!! Turns out we had an extra shared interest. I was heavily into martial arts and he had been into martial arts about a generation before me. We knew a lot of people in common and we knew OF a lot of people in common. So we had a great chat and all the while he worked on my calf muscle.
After a couple of hours, he put me on my back with my leg bent at about 90 degrees, foot on the table. He began squeezing my calf muscle and the only way I can describe it was that it looked like a balloon filled with water. It had gone from rock hard to water balloon and I had no pain.
He advised me not to do to much on it for a few days.
But come Saturday, it felt fantastic. I played that Saturday with no problem.
MiddleFingerMom
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Overcome by curiosity, he finally called one that he had had recommended to him
by a friend -- who had told him to ask for "Lotus Blossom" (her "stage name"
because she was, um... especially good at what she did.
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The woman who answered the phone told him that "Lotus Blossom" was not at all
available that day, but that she could still guarantee him "Happy Ending" if that was
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"What the hell", though OriginalGeek... and he completed the arrangements.
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About a half-hour later, OG goes to answer the knock at his door, opening it to find
MiddleFingerMom... wearing nothing but a Speedo and a scowl.
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"Hi, growled MFM. "I'm Happy Ending."
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And, about 5 or 10 seconds later...
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"HEY!!! My eyes are up HERE, Bucko!!!"
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OriginalGeek
(12,132 posts)speed.......OH!
MiddleFingerMom
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... 'Speed-no-no-no-no-NO!!!"
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