Thursday, Dec. 6, 2012

Thursday, December 6, 2012

A number of friends and I got together this evening.  In between sipping wine, nibbling on cheese, crackers and other delicious treats, we caught up with one another.  A short while later, there was a knock on the door.  In came another friend along with her boyfriend.  Now, to look at this girlfriend, one would never imagine what she does for a living or just how strong she is. 

Don’t let her darling dimples and curvy1950’s housewife image fool you.  This gal’s got immeasurable strength that can go the mile…and beyond.  In addition, based on her youth, one might not imagine just how accomplished she is.  Again, don’t let looks deceive. 

Our girlfriend joined in on our conversation, her boyfriend right along with her.  Sitting at an open spot on the sofa, she asked, “Who wants to be my first ‘victim’?”

You wouldn’t believe the smiles that brought and how many hands shot up.  Chuckling in her oh-so-adorable manner, she received her first victim—an interrogator for the US military.  He happily sat on the floor, leaning his back against the front of the sofa to gain her better access.  That’s when our girlfriend worked her magic. 

Guess I should explain.  This girlfriend is one of the country’s top rehabilitative, physical, massage therapists.  In fact, she was offered the position to go and work on the Olympic athletes for this past Olympics. 

Despite her having already put in an-eight hour day, our girlfriend looked forward to being able to work on any of us in need.  Why?  Well, as she states it, she doesn’t feel she’s accomplished anything if she isn’t sore herself by the end of the day. 

LOL.

And that’s the challenge.  Like I said, this girlfriend is stronger—waaaaaay stronger—than she looks.  She can deliver the most intense deep tissue therapeutic massages for eight hours straight and not even begin to lose the strength in her hands, fingers, etc! 

Each of the friends in attendance was about the same age—mine.  As such, we each arrived with our baggage of past injuries, aches and pains—just what our therapist girlfriend thrives on.  So, as we continued to catch up with one another amidst sipping wine, nibbling on cheese, crackers and other delicious treats, we took turns having our girlfriend ease the aches out of our bodies.  My turn came last.  And even then, after having spent several hours working on each of us, our girlfriend’s grip was a strong as ever.

Oh, did I mention why this gal is one of the country’s top rehabilitative, physical, massage therapists?  She has an uncanny ability to identify, within the first few minutes of having her hands on a person, their current and past injuries.  And…she knows just how to set about working out those aches in a safe manner that may leave the person feeling a bit sore, but by the next day will have them feeling better than they have in years.

Incredible!

Tune in tomorrow to learn more about this amazingly talented girlfriend and what she did for me.