Massage.

I decided I should give you an update on massage therapy.

It was a semi-fail. Sadly.

It's never a good sign when your massage therapist comes in fifteen minutes late to the appointment because she was having lunch. And then doesn't speak to you. And then takes you to the back of the building through a door marked Employees Only. Oh, I should have turned around and run.

Okay, so I'm making this sound worse than it was. It was highly awkward. And highly unprofessional. And highly un-relaxing. (The brightly painted yellow walls and crooked, badly painted cityscapes of France in the MRI-sized room did not contribute to the relaxation.)

I said semi-fail because I left feeling a little less tense than when I went in. But I think she actually made my neck feel worse.

I'm not giving up on massage therapy completely, but I'm going to try someplace I think may be a little more professional. And less awkward.