local time: friday, september 24, 2010, 4:45 p.m.
earlier this afternoon i had my first traditional thai massage. you might wonder why i waited this long. 1. my sunburn needed a chance to heal. 2. i was somewhat traumatized by my last massage, which occured on over new year's in guerneville, ca. i'll stop short of using the word molestation, but it wouldn't be much of a stretch to get there. how that woman managed to get a professional license is beyond me, and since then i've been a bit gunshy when it comes to strangers touching me. but lured by the shaded canopy on the beach, the proprietor's friendly smile, and the incredible price, i caved today. boy am i glad i did.
thai massage is unlike any swedish, deep tissue, hot stone, or other massage i've ever had. with unbelievable strength, this tiny woman used her hands, forearms, elbows, feet, and knees to find and then knead, stretch, prod, and pummel away every ounce of stress and tension that my body had been carrying for the last few weeks, months, maybe even years. she found knots i didn't know existed and stretched joints i hadn't even realized were tight. it was like a massage, chiropractic treatment, and yoga class all in one - with someone else doing all the work. yes, it had its painful moments, but the relase that followed was well worth it.
better than sex? okay, no. but i left feeling more relaxed, refreshed, and rejuvenated than i have felt in a very long time.