Monday, September 12, 2011

Muscle Memory

Adam, for those who don't know, is my thoughtful boyfriend. This year when we said we weren't getting each other anything for Valentine's day, he gave me a gift anyway. The gift of relaxation: two gift cards for massages.

It took me a month and half to use the first one. It took me last week to use the second. Some might think it inconsiderate to wait so long, but it was the perfect thing to have in my back pocket during a stressful time.

For some reason, massages always seem so frivolous to me. Taking an hour out of the day to have someone rub me down always seemed like a crazy thing to spend my money on. But having this free massage at my discretion has completely changed my mind.

An hour of trigger point therapy later and my mood did a 180. I went from being tense, frustrated, negative and snippy to relaxed and completely carefree. Maybe I'm an easy sale, but after my experience, I indulged in a year long membership that will force me to take care of myself more regularly.

Sometimes I forget that doing something good for me doesn't have to be miserable. It's never easy to keep promises with myself about reading, eating veggies, running, not shopping. At least this massage deal is something good that I'm excited to do.

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