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Day 50: hot or not?

19 Feb

Hot, truly, rocks.
At least it rocked my world this morning.

My day started by dragging myself out of bed to make it to Elements Therapeutic Spa for a 9:30am check-in time. It was time to cash in on my reward for  Stickking to my week long yoga promise: one hot rock massage, please!

It was stressful.
I kid not.

Everything was set to plan: I woke on time, showered on time, ate two hard boiled eggs for breakfast (that I prepared the night before), and walked Pup, just in time to hop into the car and drive off to Relaxation Land.

Until…
My iPhone App map sent me to the right shopping complex, wrong location.

The App kept telling me I was passing the spa, as if screaming, “turn around, you missed it!” over and over. Being new to Naples, I kept driving, and driving, and driving in circles, until it was absolutely, ridiculously, clear the App was wrong.

There are only so many times one can pass a seafood restaurant, parking lot, and field of palm trees before realizing she is not in the right place …and she (me) was now late.

I finally broke down, pulled the car over, and called the spa for directions.

They graciously talked me through the traffic circles and twists and turns of the retail plaza until I finally arrived, apologetically at the front door, clearly in need of a massage.

Sometimes, life is all about the timing.

Today is the 50th day of The Promise 365; keeping my promise not to shop, buy frivolous clothes, shoes and other trinkets of self-indulgent style (and write about it every day).  Today ends a week that may have been Fashion Week for some, but for me, it was a week of self care.

Including a yoga marathon, tennis match up (lost again), reading large portions of a few good books, a self induced mani-pedi, and ultimately finished in a finale with one incredible… wait… wait for it…

Hot. Rock. Massage.
Oh, how I love thee.

Thank you Elements Therapeutic Spa.
My only complaint is that it ended too soon.
And my only regret is that I waited too long to make it happen.

I was not at Fashion Week, but this I know:
Regret, is definitely not on the list of trends for what’s hot.
So?? What are you waiting for?

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