Most Intense Massage

It's been a long week so far. I haven't been sleeping well, I tried to do a bike workout Tuesday and called it quits after 20 minutes. Mind and body weren't playing along. I never like that feeling, but on the other hand, I'm willing to listen to my body.

Today was my second massage session with my new masseur, whom I've nicknamed Greg the Gorilla. If a person new to massage experienced this as their first massage, they'd probably charge him with assault. But it's the product I'm looking for.

This was probably the most painful massage, or hour, I've experienced. The "right" pressure seemed to be one that got Greg's elbow within 1mm of my femur, no matter which muscles and tissue were in the way. I was breathing deep, panting, ceasing to breath, sweating, and seeing nothing but white heat. Greg had his feet braced against the wall and the vents, and was breathing like he was doing sets of weights. I could feel his arms and hands quiver when he as pushing as hard as he could.

It was good, I feel like a new person. I need to stretch more and sit at my desk less.