It's time to rest...

There are two months since I turned 32 and I find myself delighted… not because I would have gotten a new car or a promotion or anything related to any kids I should have had at this age… I am delighted to successfully end the eight consecutive days of strenuous training. Although my body is full of bruises and in a kind of pain I have never experienced before I have no injuries and I my love for the sport is still present. So, I decided it was time for a massage, not the regular massage you get at the spa but a traditional Thai massage. The price for one hour was 159 Bah (about $4.90). They were the best $4.90 I spent. The place was about 5 minutes cab ride from the camp. It was small and nicely lit. There were four beds lined up and the room was nicely decorated. A small very polite Thai lady welcomed me and offered me comfortable pajamas. She started stretching me like a bored kid is stretching chewing gum and she pressed on my poor overused muscles as if she wanted to mould them in different shapes. I couldn’t relax the first 10 minutes thinking to myself I didn’t need more pain. Slowly I gave in and closed my eyes listening to the sounds around me…there were sounds of waterfall and birds chirping and soothing music…She walked on my back as if she was on 5th avenue and it felt amazing. She poked me with her knees and her elbows, stretched my body in pretzel like positions and in a very miraculous way she reconstructed my body that I could again recognize as my own. After some delicious ginger tea I returned to the camp and snacked on sweet pineapple and coconut cookies. I have the rest of the day and tomorrow to rest.