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lagilmanHaving accomplished (barely) a deadline milestone by the set-forth date, I went and Treated myself yesterday to my deadline-achieved, pre-WorldCon indulgence -- a deep tissue massage.
I think you need to be a budding masochist to truly enjoy such a beast, but in the hands of a good practitioner (which mine was, oh my yes) you can practically feel the toxins leaving your system. This morning my muscles feel all stretchy and new and clean, ready to be knotted up again as I look toward the next project (the one with the really insane deadline).
I also had a manicure and a pedicure (or, as we call it, 'paws and claws') which involved, among other things, a heat-infused caviar paste to soften the skin. Yes, it's silly. but it works! My cuticles are trimmed, my toes are polished, and I feel treasured and fabulous. :-)
The (rather toity) spa also had all the essential luxuries, like a lounging room where you could spend as much time drinking teas and flavored waters and eating fresh fruit as you wished, before or after treatments, a sauna, showers (with all needed essentials-plus), a locker room with samples of all their lovely but very very expensive products, and a staff that made you feel like, even if you weren't a millionaire, they expected you would be one within the year.
Can't afford this sort of indulgence but once a year, sadly, but I do look forward to it, indeed.
And then afterwards to my favorite wine bar in Manhattan, where smoked salmon and cheese and several glasses of truly excellent wine were consumed pre-dinner, adding to the general theme of Damn I Feel Good.
Now, of course, it's back to the real world. Drat.
I think you need to be a budding masochist to truly enjoy such a beast, but in the hands of a good practitioner (which mine was, oh my yes) you can practically feel the toxins leaving your system. This morning my muscles feel all stretchy and new and clean, ready to be knotted up again as I look toward the next project (the one with the really insane deadline).
I also had a manicure and a pedicure (or, as we call it, 'paws and claws') which involved, among other things, a heat-infused caviar paste to soften the skin. Yes, it's silly. but it works! My cuticles are trimmed, my toes are polished, and I feel treasured and fabulous. :-)
The (rather toity) spa also had all the essential luxuries, like a lounging room where you could spend as much time drinking teas and flavored waters and eating fresh fruit as you wished, before or after treatments, a sauna, showers (with all needed essentials-plus), a locker room with samples of all their lovely but very very expensive products, and a staff that made you feel like, even if you weren't a millionaire, they expected you would be one within the year.
Can't afford this sort of indulgence but once a year, sadly, but I do look forward to it, indeed.
And then afterwards to my favorite wine bar in Manhattan, where smoked salmon and cheese and several glasses of truly excellent wine were consumed pre-dinner, adding to the general theme of Damn I Feel Good.
Now, of course, it's back to the real world. Drat.
