What, what, what?
There's a rooftop terrace on this building?
Yes, please.
sun, snacks, reading and my Colleen... what a relaxing start to the holiday weekend.
You can almost forget that you are in the middle of a bustling 'burg.
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Showing posts with label relaxing. Show all posts
Saturday, May 28, 2011
chilin' on the roof
Memorial Day weekend means hanging with my Colleen. This is the first time i've spent any real time in her new house. As we were making sammiches for lunch she suggested going to the rooftop terrace.
What, what, what?
There's a rooftop terrace on this building?
Yes, please.
sigh...
sun, snacks, reading and my Colleen... what a relaxing start to the holiday weekend.
Plus, the terrace faces into the residential part of Arlington so there is a lovely view as well
You can almost forget that you are in the middle of a bustling 'burg.
What, what, what?
There's a rooftop terrace on this building?
Yes, please.
sun, snacks, reading and my Colleen... what a relaxing start to the holiday weekend.
You can almost forget that you are in the middle of a bustling 'burg.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Friday, June 26, 2009
mmmmmm... that feels good
Would you like to relax?
Do you need to relax?
Have you been ordered by your doctor, your boss, your team, your family, your friends and random strangers on the street to relax?
Are you so Type-A that you have a comprehensive plan and schedule for relaxation?
Know what you need?
A massage.
sigh...
I could go for a massage right now.
I have found the most wonderful massage therapist named Lynn. She is co-owner of Massage Associates in Ellicott City, MD. My personal trainer gave me a gift certificate for Christmas that i finally got around to using in May. I have been back several times since then and love, love, love it.
The practice offers a range of massage services and types as well as several different therapists. Lynn's bodywork on me could be described as gentle Swedish massage. Some of the movements and manipulations are so small that at first part of my brain was wondering whether or not they were doing any good; that is, until i tried to stand up and my entire body was like warm rubber.
sigh...
Her room is exactly what you would expect: soft light, quiet music and aromatherapy. A cynic would think it looked like a cliched movie set, but no matter how jaded you might be, laying on the table between warm flannel sheets that smell wonderful with a bolster under your knees to keep your spine in proper alignment is like floating a freaking cloud - i swear it is worth the price of admission just to lay on the dang table.
Then she busts out the heated buckwheat booties and the eye mask.
I dare anyone to stay stressed out under those conditions. Even the new-agey music becomes soothing.
sigh...
Each time i've seen her, Lynn has done something a little different depending on what i needed at the moment : mint oil on my temples for relaxation, eucalyptus for revitalization, hot cloth for really bad muscle knots, buckwheat pillow on my tummy for, well i don't know what that was for but it was awesome.
I know some people are a little freaked out about letting a stranger touch them. I certainly felt the same way, but Jamie had recommended Lynn so highly that i trusted her. Plus Lynn herself has a way of just putting you at ease immediately.
There is a medical history form you fill out before your first massage and each time she sits with you for a few minutes before hand asking if there is anything bothering you or any muscles that need extra attention. I am sure that the other therapists are equally as good, but i can personally vouch for Lynn. I feel like she actually cares about my well-being.
If you've never had a massage you might be nervous about being undressed in front of someone you don't know. I am far less body-conscious than most people so it was no big deal to me, but it turns out there is no reason to worry at all. There is so much intricate draping with the sheets that there is no point where anything vital is really exposed. Most people strip down to underwear, but Lynn says she has worked around far more clothing than that.
Like any personal service massage is not cheap, but $80 an hour seems like a bargain for how good i feel when i leave. Since i was recently forced to downsize my income i am going to save up and use massage as my incentive to get back on my gym schedule without a trainer.
Plus i am going to treat myself to a Sweet Feet massage at the end of summer programming - an hour of foot massage and reflexology.
sigh...
You deserve a massage.
Really.
Do you need to relax?
Have you been ordered by your doctor, your boss, your team, your family, your friends and random strangers on the street to relax?
Are you so Type-A that you have a comprehensive plan and schedule for relaxation?
Know what you need?
A massage.
sigh...
I could go for a massage right now.
I have found the most wonderful massage therapist named Lynn. She is co-owner of Massage Associates in Ellicott City, MD. My personal trainer gave me a gift certificate for Christmas that i finally got around to using in May. I have been back several times since then and love, love, love it.
The practice offers a range of massage services and types as well as several different therapists. Lynn's bodywork on me could be described as gentle Swedish massage. Some of the movements and manipulations are so small that at first part of my brain was wondering whether or not they were doing any good; that is, until i tried to stand up and my entire body was like warm rubber.
sigh...
Her room is exactly what you would expect: soft light, quiet music and aromatherapy. A cynic would think it looked like a cliched movie set, but no matter how jaded you might be, laying on the table between warm flannel sheets that smell wonderful with a bolster under your knees to keep your spine in proper alignment is like floating a freaking cloud - i swear it is worth the price of admission just to lay on the dang table.
Then she busts out the heated buckwheat booties and the eye mask.
I dare anyone to stay stressed out under those conditions. Even the new-agey music becomes soothing.
sigh...
Each time i've seen her, Lynn has done something a little different depending on what i needed at the moment : mint oil on my temples for relaxation, eucalyptus for revitalization, hot cloth for really bad muscle knots, buckwheat pillow on my tummy for, well i don't know what that was for but it was awesome.
I know some people are a little freaked out about letting a stranger touch them. I certainly felt the same way, but Jamie had recommended Lynn so highly that i trusted her. Plus Lynn herself has a way of just putting you at ease immediately.
There is a medical history form you fill out before your first massage and each time she sits with you for a few minutes before hand asking if there is anything bothering you or any muscles that need extra attention. I am sure that the other therapists are equally as good, but i can personally vouch for Lynn. I feel like she actually cares about my well-being.
If you've never had a massage you might be nervous about being undressed in front of someone you don't know. I am far less body-conscious than most people so it was no big deal to me, but it turns out there is no reason to worry at all. There is so much intricate draping with the sheets that there is no point where anything vital is really exposed. Most people strip down to underwear, but Lynn says she has worked around far more clothing than that.
Like any personal service massage is not cheap, but $80 an hour seems like a bargain for how good i feel when i leave. Since i was recently forced to downsize my income i am going to save up and use massage as my incentive to get back on my gym schedule without a trainer.
Plus i am going to treat myself to a Sweet Feet massage at the end of summer programming - an hour of foot massage and reflexology.
sigh...
You deserve a massage.
Really.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
freedom
I took off most of this week. It is interesting being forced to take some time off; at first i was too busy feeling crappy (physically and mentally) to enjoy it, but being POed slowly wore off and now i am revelling in it. I spent time in the studio for the first time in... hmmmm... i'm not sure how long. It felt fabulous. I finished a new wall word for the living room.
It is my first oval canvas. They are more expensive than square, but i totally dumpster dove this one from the antique store. Originally it was an interesting forest perspective by someone named Bernice, then it was in the trash, then i saved it and put on 2 layers of antique white to prepare it for another life, then it sat in the sunroom for almost 2 years.
It is my first oval canvas. They are more expensive than square, but i totally dumpster dove this one from the antique store. Originally it was an interesting forest perspective by someone named Bernice, then it was in the trash, then i saved it and put on 2 layers of antique white to prepare it for another life, then it sat in the sunroom for almost 2 years.I'm really happy with the way the painting evolved : it is a mix of 4 acrylic paints (2 purples, a pink and a green) and 1 metallic ink (purple). It dried darker than i wanted so i put on a shiny finish that added a brightness and more interesting brush strokes :
The pictures are all perspectives of the ocean - next to it, on it and under it. I was able to use some found objects, my favorite being a piece of abalone that i hung from a tackle swivel.
Slowly, but surely the wall is coming together. At this pace i will feel it will be "finished" in about 10 years.
The pictures are all perspectives of the ocean - next to it, on it and under it. I was able to use some found objects, my favorite being a piece of abalone that i hung from a tackle swivel.
Slowly, but surely the wall is coming together. At this pace i will feel it will be "finished" in about 10 years.
Monday, June 8, 2009
relaxing in the park
When i told my boss about the doctor's orders i have to follow this summer he said, "I expect you will pursue relaxation with the same determination you bring to other tasks." sigh... am i really that predictable?
Anyhoo, it rained here for days and days. I don't complain about rain cause it is better than drought, but rain does cut down some of your activity options. Sunday was the first day the sun really came out and it was my first Sunday off, so i went on a picnic. You know how much i love a good picnic.
Can you believe how beautiful this day looks? It was warm, but not hot and so sunny, sunny, sunny.
I went with my friend Justin who is moving to Kentucky in a few weeks. I packed up leftovers and drove to one of my favorite parks in Maryland, Black Hill Regional Park. We ate in the shade, got some sun by the lake and played word games. Besides my behind being 3 shades of soggy from all of the rain it was a truly relaxing afternoon. How relaxing? you ask. I believe this pic of Justin sums it up.
Can you believe how beautiful this day looks? It was warm, but not hot and so sunny, sunny, sunny.
I went with my friend Justin who is moving to Kentucky in a few weeks. I packed up leftovers and drove to one of my favorite parks in Maryland, Black Hill Regional Park. We ate in the shade, got some sun by the lake and played word games. Besides my behind being 3 shades of soggy from all of the rain it was a truly relaxing afternoon. How relaxing? you ask. I believe this pic of Justin sums it up.
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