Unwound!
Woo! I feel so totally and completely relaxed compared to where I was a few hours ago. Sitting at my computer earlier this evening, I happened to reach back and pinch my shoulder muscles, suddenly realizing that I was carrying a great deal of tension there without realizing it consciously. It felt great to work on this one spot on my shoulder, and I mentioned this to ceelove. Who, to my surprise, offered to massage my neck and shoulders. Being no fool, of course I did not turn down the offer.
She is the best massage therapist I have ever experienced, one of many reasons I am so happy to be her partner, although not one of the most significant ones. There is a classic joke/truism/whatever that the SO of a massage therapist is imagined by others to be so fortunate to have expert hands on hand (as it were) at home... but in reality they will rarely get the gift of massage from them because they are so busy and tired working on clients that they have little energy left for unscheduled time. In our relationship, we had found massage barter to be a perfect compensation to that...when there was time for it.
We used to exchange massage regularly, but with a baby around that was one of the "luxuries" that kind of fell by the wayside. If anything, it was me working on the sore muscles of a new mom. So it's been quite a while since I've gotten a real massage.
OH...mygod. I was swooning, soaring, releasing (this is where you involuntarily twitch entire muscular groups in response to particularly effective work in a really knotted-up spot). It felt like the best massage EVAR, etc., and I was happily stretching my limbs like a cat afterward. It definitely put me in a blissful state, and it really made me aware just how UNaware I had been of my own body. For who knows how long? It's not like I had done any particularly stressful activity with my upper body lately, or noticed any unusual pains there. Apparently it can just gradually build up so slowly and imperceptibly that a person CAN remain oblivious until something tips you off. And then there's an avalanche of energy and tension released seemingly from nowhere. I marvel at that.
She is the best massage therapist I have ever experienced, one of many reasons I am so happy to be her partner, although not one of the most significant ones. There is a classic joke/truism/whatever that the SO of a massage therapist is imagined by others to be so fortunate to have expert hands on hand (as it were) at home... but in reality they will rarely get the gift of massage from them because they are so busy and tired working on clients that they have little energy left for unscheduled time. In our relationship, we had found massage barter to be a perfect compensation to that...when there was time for it.
We used to exchange massage regularly, but with a baby around that was one of the "luxuries" that kind of fell by the wayside. If anything, it was me working on the sore muscles of a new mom. So it's been quite a while since I've gotten a real massage.
OH...mygod. I was swooning, soaring, releasing (this is where you involuntarily twitch entire muscular groups in response to particularly effective work in a really knotted-up spot). It felt like the best massage EVAR, etc., and I was happily stretching my limbs like a cat afterward. It definitely put me in a blissful state, and it really made me aware just how UNaware I had been of my own body. For who knows how long? It's not like I had done any particularly stressful activity with my upper body lately, or noticed any unusual pains there. Apparently it can just gradually build up so slowly and imperceptibly that a person CAN remain oblivious until something tips you off. And then there's an avalanche of energy and tension released seemingly from nowhere. I marvel at that.