Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Massage Envy

A dangerous thing happened last night. I went to Massage Envy for a sports massage to help sooth my aching muscles from the race…… and it WORKED. That sets a very bad precedent. Now, anytime that I am sore from running, I am going to want to go there and get a bit of a rub down. Not to mention the fact that you can sign up for a monthly plan for $50 per month that gets you a 1 hr massage every month.

The funny thing is that the masseuse was very stereotypical to what I think a really good deep tissue masseuse should be like. Bernice was probably 45, eastern European, and had hands that could likely crush mine. I’m not sure what that means about my normal stereotypes about massage therapists – but I do know that it means that I am a wuss that could get crushed by Bernice.