Sometime after she told me to flip over so she could do the front side and before she finished my left leg and moved on to my right, I thought, "Hey! This is a Life List Item!"
The Chinese magazine I write for sent me to a 5-star hotel spa today for a review for the February issue. Every square centimeter (we're in metric-unit-land, after all) of my body was rubbed with scented oils and burning-hot rocks, sometimes so hard and hot (woops!) it hurt. But it hurt so good.
Truth be told, last weekend I had my first Chinese foot massage, but I hesitated to call that fulfillment of Life List Item 058: Get a massage. It wasn't the most comfortable experience (but totally worth it in the end), and I'd always pictured the Life List Item involving my back and a massage table and looking through a hole at the floor.
But 90 minutes of full-body hot rock massage with a little steam therapy before and a hot shower after, plus several requests that I drink more ginger tea (and I did look through a hole at a bowl of water and rose petals on the floor), totally counts, I think.
And I want more. I want it so bad.
(Thank goodness for Life List Item 083: Do ten of these things more than once.)