Having
never gotten a massage before I always thought that the pillow for
your face with the hole in the center of it was there to allow you to
breathe. I now know that the hole is for you to cry through. It lets
your tears fall to the floor so that you don't drown in them. As my
shoulders and neck were being tormented, I laid on my stomach biting
the pillow and gripping the table as hard as I could (at only a
measly 200 pounds per square inch). But gripping so tightly cause
me to tense up and I was quickly met with a swift punch to the back
numerous times. As with everything, the language difference was an
unfortunate barrier. One of the very few things that I actually could
make out were the words "medium pressure." I'm unsure if
she was asking me if I'd like for her to ease up and use medium
pressure or if she was explaining to me that she was only using
medium pressure. If that's true, and she was only using medium
pressure then Lord have mercy on whatever poor soul lays on that
table and asks for more pressure.
Now I'm
not the most heavily tattooed person ever but I estimate that I've
undergone 35 to 40 hours of work. What this woman did to me in a
little over an hour was, without a doubt, more difficult to sit
through than all of the hours of tattoo work...combined! I wish I
were kidding but I'm not. The moral of the story here is do NOT ask
for a "sports massage" unless you're willing to suffer the
consequences. Stick to the aroma therapy massage.
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