Well tonight I got my first massage ever. Steve has been raving about this person for over a year now and I decided to give it a try. After all Steve in the gooroo on massage and he states that it made him the man he is today. (Bald middle age man with a slight speech impediment!) The massage guy brings it to your door. You call and he will travel! He shows up! 6 ft guy with bicep’s bigger then my waist! (I am a dead man) He tells me to lie down on the table and relax. (Let the pain begin) I immediately go back to the war days and tell him only my name rank and serial number! This is going to be the most painful hour I have had in long time. It feels like he is scrapping down my legs with a roller. Scrapping away the muscles off the bones. After the legs he goes for the back and neck. I feel like a helpless child being controlled by a stranger! It felt like a truck running over me that stops right on top. I gasp for air! And wonder if I will ever run another marathon! The man smiles as I hold back the tears and cringe at every pressure point. He told me I was a mess! I am now! Holy cow! Bring in the wheel chair! And the oxygen machine and the painkillers. | 