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Old 05-21-2007, 03:28 PM   #91
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Say it isn’t so Ed, what’s next watching the Oxygen Channel?


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Ed don't worry I am sure that nobody at the station will find out about the massage....what was that zip code again?
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Hehehe.... you would also clean the house top to bottom first before letting a cleaning service in, yes?
See, I view the money I pay to the housekeeper money to motivate me to clean.
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I have loved reading your report. My DH and I are running in the 5k next January and this has been the perfect report to get me motivated.I look forward to reading the rest!!!
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I have so enjoyed reading your trip report. A big Congratulations to your hubby for finishing the half marathon, and also to you for finishing the 5K run. Hopefully, you won the battle with your cold.
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One of the reasons we purchased in to SSR was the convenience of the spa. Oh man! Gotta love those rubs.

We have a lot of massage places here in Billings but you go to jail if you get caught at them (and in the newspaper!! ).

That's really awesome that he did it. My sisters husband is 60 and they are going to Mongolia to run in a 26 mile marathon in June (or July, I forget). They're nuts though. They also ran one at the South Pole!

Let's face it. Runner are just plain nutty.

Great report Kathy. I have one more installment in mine and haven't had a chance to knock it out yet. Summer = Golf!!!
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Jake & Crew: L&O... it's a testosterone thing!

LittleKid58: Thnx.

Marion and estherhead: What's a cleaning service??

dismom9761: I should be out training instead of inside typing!

Tinawv: Thanks; the worst was over by now.

MDF: Ed has been known to run in the rain and when its 20 degrees outside!

Goofster: O TV! Ed's too busy watching SPIKE!

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Arrow The Half-and-Half Report: Part 16

Saturday, 1:30pm:


I slept easily for 1½ hours and would have continued to slumber peacefully had it not been for the sudden “beep-beep-beep” of my watch’s alarm, which Ed had kindly set for me before he slipped into unconsciousness. I woke to a pitch-dark room and, still half asleep, instinctively reached for the clock radio that would have been on the nightstand on my side of the bed at home. One problem, though.…there was no nightstand. “Beep-beep-beep,” cried the watch, which I had just knocked off the edge of the bed and onto the floor. Suddenly realizing that Ed was stirring next to me, and not wanting to wake him up, I made a diving reach over the side in the darkness… “beep-beep-beep”…and hit my head on the wall!

“Ow!” Not hard enough to see stars, exactly, but still hard enough. “Beep-beep-beep,” laughed the watch as I fumbled with all five of its annoying little buttons to get it to shut up. Ed grunted and rolled over. Hmph. It serves him right! He’s the one who bought me this dumb watch (when I began “training” for the 5K).

The “sport watch” had several modes and functions for measuring and calculating one’s pace and time and whatnot when running. I couldn’t remember how to do any of them, and the watch knew it. I continued pressing all the buttons until it finally lost interest in antagonizing me and stopped. Ed rolled over once more. I fell back against the overstuffed pillows and stared at the indiglow display. 1:30. “One-thirty?” I felt disoriented; this was the second time in one day that I had awoke in darkness and it was befuddling, to say the least. “Why did I set this for 1:30?” I wondered.

Then, in a Dory-like flashback, I recalled the events of the morning and the reason for the alarm: my appointment at the spa(s)! “A world of complete sensory heaven” awaited me, according to the brochure, so I groped around in the darkness for my clothes. I quickly dressed and tiptoed into the bathroom to freshen up. I had thought that I had been pretty quiet, but as I opened the door to leave, I heard Ed mumble, “When you’re almost done, call me and I’ll get up.” And with that, I gently closed the door and took off down the hall toward the elevator.


Now before I take you inside Mandara, let me first share with you that I am not in the habit of indulging in spa treatments! In fact our couples visit to the GF Spa last year was only the second time in my life that I had ever visited a spa, so for me, seeing the inside of two of them in one afternoon was going to be a true luxury. I had planned our “real” treatments to be done at Saratoga Springs because from there we were going to Downtown Disney to see Cirque du Soleil. This was another part of the “adult time” at WDW that we were really looking forward to; I just couldn’t see bringing our kids to this 90-minute show, considering Billy’s autistic symptoms and sensory issues.



I crossed over to the Dolphin and found the spa easily by using the handy directory posted inside the “back” lobby. Hmmm. Very posh. Though they were both luxurious, Mandara Spa and the Spa at the Grand Floridian struck me as being quite different. The GF spa had a fresh-Florida-citrus feeling to it. Mandara was more exotic.

Since I was only there for a pedicure, I didn’t need to change my clothes. So immediately after checking in, I was shown to a beautiful lounge; the "Meditation Garden". ("Omm"!) There were dozens of well-cushioned brown wicker sofas and chairs with ottomans to relax in; or guests could choose so sit on huge cushions around the (artificial) fire inside a central area that was designed to look like a small temple. Plants, trees, and little water fountains abounded throughout the entire area and restful Japanese-sounding instrumental music filled the air.

I poured myself a cup of ice water that was infused with lemons and limes. Then I looked around a bit and scoped out a spot in which to relax and wait. There were only about three or four other women there, so it was easy. I found a chaise lounge in a corner by a glass wall that looked out onto a secluded portion of the Dolphin’s perfectly manicured grounds. Ahhhh. It was so nice to just sit back on the cushions, close my eyes, and relax!

After about 15 minutes, a young woman came to collect me for my spa pedicure. I will spare you the pampering particulars; but the only differences that I could see between a regular “salon” pedicure and a “spa” pedicure was that the latter was “done in a spa”, and so was priced accordingly! It was, however, very enjoyable and well done, even though the technician was not particularly friendly. (And really, what you are paying for is the environment, which was lovely.) I had a nice little chat with the lady in the chair next to me; turns out she had done the 5K, too. I felt so much better now that my feet were all neat and pretty!

Afterwards, I was escorted back to the lounge and invited to stay as long as I wished. “My” chaise lounge was still available, so I stretched out, put my feet up, and waited for my polish to dry. It sounds ridiculous, but after relaxing for a few minutes, I began to get anxious about being late for our 3:00 treatments at SSR!! Even though my pedicure appointment had been for one o’clock, I hadn’t been called in to the treatment room until about 1:15. It was now after 2:00.

I gingerly tapped a finger on one of my toenails; the polish was still tacky. Oh, I forgot to tell you why this was causing me anxiety. You see; I wasn’t wearing any sandals. I didn’t have any to wear. The nighttime sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching, fever, feel better so I could rest medicine must have clouded my thinking and I forgot to pack them. So here I was, wearing a pair of disposable foam “spa pedicure” slippers and my polish wasn’t dry enough to put my sneakers back on again. I needed to call Ed to wake him and I didn’t dare use my cell phone in the serene Meditation Garden! I needed to get going, now!

I stood up, grabbed my sneakers and my bag and padded out to the front desk to check out. The receptionist looked at me with surprise. It just so happened that the manicurist who had done my pedi was at the front desk as well. “Are you dry yet?” she asked doubtfully as I paid the cashier. “Not really, I’m still tacky,” I said. “And, speaking of tacky, I am now going to win the Tacky Guest Award by walking out of here in my foam slippers!” I waved my sneakers in the air. “Guess who forgot to pack sandals!” We all laughed. “You wouldn’t be the first guest who walked upstairs wearing those,” the receptionist said kindly. “Oh, I’m going it one better,” I said. “I’m staying over at the Swan!” and I turned and padded out of the upscale spa and into the hallway of this deluxe hotel wearing the bright orange slippers and rolls of cotton wound between my toes.

Up until now, trekking across the carpeted floor of the spa was an easy task. Once outside and into the hallway, however, I soon realized that I had an important strategic decision to make: should I take the wide staircase down the one level to the back entrance (time-consuming, potentially somewhat dangerous) or should I risk the escalator (quicker, potentially even more dangerous). While I pondered the question, I called Ed to wake him and told him that I was on the way back to the room.

I opted to live dangerously and took the escalator. So far so good, nothing got stuck in the mechanical steps. Now came the more difficult part: I had to negotiate the concrete walkway between the Dolphin and the Swan. The sister hotels are close, but they are not exactly a stone’s throw away from each other.







(You’ve seen this shot before, but I wanted to give the story some “scale”).


The surface of the walkway was rough, and the bottoms of my slippers kept catching on all the little irregularities in the cement. I needed to lift my knees a little higher and step straight down with each step to avoid snagging and tearing the foam. I cautiously made my way along and received more than a few smiles and even comments from other guests I met along the way. I discovered that many people have a penchant for stating the obvious:

“Pedicure?” (Mmm-hmm.)

“Enjoy your pedicure?” (Yes, thank you.)

“Just had a pedicure?” (Uh-huh.)

I was sooo tempted to say, “No, this is the latest style in Crocs! Just got ‘em yesterday; whaddya think?” But, I resisted the urge to be a smartypants and just smiled.

I got about halfway across when my phone rang. It was my sister, Eileen, calling to see how we were doing. Gratefully, I sat down on a nearby bench and said hello to her and then to the kids while I picked what was left of the rolled cotton out from between my toes and stuck it in my pocket. The slippers were in a bad way. Should I just forget about it and just go barefoot? Nah, I can’t do that! I can’t walk through a hotel with bare feet! I kissed the kids bye-bye and put the phone away.

I got up and resumed my high-stepping march toward the Swan. Poof! The thong of my right slipper broke apart and the front half of the sole got folded underneath my foot as I stepped down. I lifted my foot up and brought it down carefully so the sole could straighten itself out. Now my gait looked like this:

Step, high step, flat foot. Step, high step, flat foot. Step, high step…

Poof! There went the left thong!

High step, flat foot. High step, flat foot. High step, flat foot…

This was taking forever. I did the 5K in less time than this!
Oh well, at least the people on the Friendship arriving at the dock got an interesting show.

Thankfully, I made it back to the Swan. Now I was on carpeting again, so walking was a bit less arduous. I slipped into the elevator and up to our floor. When the doors closed behind me, I turned left and took a few steps toward the hallway. All was quiet. I looked to my left. I looked to my right. Nobody was there, so I kicked off the tattered shreds of foam and ran barefoot down the hall to our room! Oh my goodness, was I late….


Next Up: Its dejavu all over again!

Kathy

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Kathy,

Too Funny

It sounded like one of those nightmare dreams were you are walking around the Super Market in your underwear and can't seem to find your way out.

Not that I have ever had one of those, That's just what I've heard.
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Something I can only dream about But I'm in the camp of needing to have a tidy house before I'd ever let some stranger in to tidy my house! Not that I could ever actually do that.

The spa thing sounds relaxing I've never been to a spa, nor so much as had a manicure, or a massage. I was at the image of you flip flopping your way back to your room!
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Something I can only dream about But I'm in the camp of needing to have a tidy house before I'd ever let some stranger in to tidy my house! Not that I could ever actually do that.
My mom taught me lots of things, but I think two of the most unusual (and valuable) things she taught me were:

When you are feeling overwhelmed never shelve your family, creative projects, or money making endeavors. Instead, quit cleaning & hire it out. This has worked very well in my life. I almost always have a cleaning service the first few months after I have a baby (I have 3 kids, one is 12 weeks old.) I'm a very budget, penny pinching person & let me tell ya, a cleaning service is worth EVERY penny! I think if I cleaned houses for a living, I would still hire mine cleaned every once in awhile.

The second thing she taught me was to wear makeup on the days I feel horrible. She told me that it is like a happy mask you can put on on the days you feel like crying. That way when you leave the house you can say, "Yes, everything in my life has fallen to pieces, but my oh my do I look good." To this day when me dh sees me all decked out he asks if I'm feeling alright
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Loved the pedicure story. Poor Kathy - a new pedicure and 20 ways to mess it up! I rarely make it home without smudges anyway! But I think the whole spa and massage thing sound fabulous. I'm jealous!
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Arrow The Half-and-Half Report: Part 17

Still Saturday, 1/6/07:

It’s been a while since my last post, so here’s a little recap of our day thus far:

3:30: Ed wakes up, prepares to run half-marathon.
5:15 : I wake up, prepare to be a spectator.
6:00 : Starting gun goes off in Epcot.
7:20 : Hurrah for Ed in the Magic Kingdom!
8:25 : Hurrah for Ed at the Finish Line in Epcot!
9:00 : Ice and Aleve (Ed)
10:30: Bacon and eggs (us)
11:30: Sleep (us)
1:30 : Spa pedicure (me)
2:30 : High step, flat foot, high step, flat foot….


So now it’s 2:30 and our spa appointments over at Saratoga Springs are for 3:00! I hastily change my clothes and make the executive decision to grab a cab to SSR instead of relying on Disney transportation. Ed hinted that he would just as soon stay in the room and relax, but he knew how much I had been looking forward to this, so he made the sacrifice play and we were soon motoring off to Saratoga Springs.

I figured it didn’t make much sense to stress about being late for an appointment to relax, but Ed was already grumping about it. (He hates to be late.) It all worked out okay, though. Traffic had eased considerably and we arrived just in time.

We checked in and I took a little look around. Hmmm. Well, if the GF Spa was quintessentially Floridian and the Mandara Spa was Asian-inspired exotic, then I would have to describe the Spa at Saratoga Springs as, well, I dunno, clean??

Don’t get me wrong; it was perfectly nice. And the peek we took at the fitness center proved that it was huge and very state-of-the-art. The place just didn’t strike me as being all that aesthetically memorable. Of course, the fact that there was a small flood downstairs in the women’s lounge area probably didn’t help my first impression! Maintenance men were working on the problem and a manager was there to smooth things over with the guests, but it was a bit distracting to be changing into robe and slippers while a bunch of men were banging and clanking at the plumbing!

I went back upstairs and was shown to a windowless lounge where guests waited to be called for their treatments. I was surprised at how small it was, especially after experiencing the spacious lounge at Mandara. It felt like I was in the waiting room of a doctor’s office; the chairs were straight backed and lined up with not much space in between them. It was rather crowded. With men and women, all in little white robes and slippers. I wondered if this was the way it always was or if we had been “consolidated” in this room due to the flooding. I found a seat, arranged my robe modestly across my legs, and did my best to keep my eyes averted from a few men who did not feel it was necessary to do the same. Ed came in and sat down next to me.

“I feel like I’m in a doctor’s office,” he said, and I laughed. A door opened and a therapist called Ed for his treatment. Fortunately for Ed, it was a female therapist. Off he went to get some relief from his sore muscles. Soon after, a male therapist opened the door and called my name. And although he certainly didn’t look like it, I’ll call him “Brutus.”

He led me to a comfortable treatment room and began asking the obligatory health questions. I mentioned that I had run my first 5K the previous day and that I was really looking forward to a session of foot reflexology. “Have you ever had reflexology before?” he asked. I told him that, indeed, I had, but my last treatment had been a couple of years earlier. “Well I have to warn you, I may do it a bit differently. Some people think I have a firm touch, but you really get the most benefit that way.”

Okay, I can’t say I wasn’t warned!

Just in case you’re not familiar with this therapy, here’s the description from the spa brochure:

Reflexology: "Based on the ancient Egyptian tradition that energy zones run throughout and correspond to all of your body’s major organ systems, this treatment is performed entirely on the feet using a pressure point technique. Reflexology induces deep relaxation and improves circulation." (50 min.)

Now, I’ve had “reflexology” before and always loved it! There was a massage therapist at the health club I belonged to awhile back who did 30 min. sessions that were pure joy. She began by letting you soak your feet in a warm footbath while she massaged your neck and shoulders for a few minutes. Then you would lie down on the table and she would use aromatherapy oil to massage your feet. Throughout the massage she used firm but gentle pressure on various areas on the feet. That’s what I was expecting when I made this appointment. It sounds wonderful, doesn’t it?

Again, I can’t say I wasn’t warned.

I stretched out on my back and Brutus sat on a little swivel stool at the foot of the table. He was thirty-ish, married, very pleasant, and seemed interested in chatting throughout our session. I didn’t mind; I usually enjoy talking with cast members. He began to tell me about how he used to work in the computer field, but became interested in massage therapy when his sister took a class and encouraged him to do the same. I settled into a comfortable position and he wrapped my feet in a warm towel. It felt good. There was pleasant soundscapes music playing and I took a deep breath and closed my eyes with a smile, anticipating a relaxing foot massage. Brutus had other ideas.

He grasped one foot firmly and pulled on my big toe upward as he pressed his thumb into the ball of my foot. I winced a bit.

“That’s a bit uncomfortable,” I said.

“You’ll appreciate this later, it produces deep relaxation,” he replied.
“Well, don’t relax me too much. We’ve got tickets for Cirque du Soleil tonight and I don’t want to fall asleep during the show!” We both laughed.

Ha ha, ha.

More toe pulling and thumb gouging from Brutus. “Ow!” I responded. “You’ve got a lot of tension in that part of your body,” he observed, as he pressed harder. “How about here?” Again with the deep pressure.

“Aggh, Brutus, you’re killin’ me, man!” I sat up partially on my elbows. He looked at me thoughtfully and with a completely serious face he pronounced, “you’ve got a lot of tension in your uterus.”



For a wild split second I considered kicking him, accidentally of course. I had my reasons. But I decided that would be very un-Disneylike of me.

“Uh, I do have my period so, yeah, I’d definitely agree that there’s some ‘tension’ there,” I said through smiling, gritted teeth. Then, I stopped smiling. “Now, move away from the uterus before you get a kick in the face!” I don't think he could tell whether I was kidding him or not.

“…And, we’re moving on,” he announced.
“Thank you.” I laid my head back once more and took a deep, cleansing breath. "I appreciate that, really."

And to think, for this I spent $50 on a spa pedicure. I should have left my feet nasty.

Well, either Brutus eased up a bit after that, or I just got used to the discomfort, I don’t know. But soon, my fifty minutes of fun was over and I was free to use the rest of the spa’s facilities. I made my way back downstairs to the women’s area and poured myself a cup of water from the water cooler. I really wanted to soak a bit in the whirlpool, I didn’t want to bother with taking time for another shower.

(Besides, in addition to forgetting to pack my flip-flops, I had forgotten to pack a bathing suit. Duh!)

So, instead, I just pulled my robe up a bit, sat down on the edge of the tub and soaked my legs. There were five or six other women in and around the whirlpool and we all had a very animated discussion about the various WDW restaurants. I shouldn’t have started talking with them about food, though. It made me hungry!

After about 30 minutes of relaxing like this, I pulled my legs out of the tub and rinsed them off. I got dressed and fixed my hair and make-up before ascending the stairs to meet up with Ed, whom I hoped would be waiting for me. I poked my head into the waiting room… no Ed. I walked around to the front desk/boutique area… no Ed. I sighed. For a man who initially balked at going to a spa, he sure found it hard to extricate himself from one! Last year I waited for a half hour because he decided to use the whirlpool and the steam room! No cell phone use was permitted in the spa, so I took care of our charges and sat down on a couch to wait.

No worries, though. We had plenty of time to get over to La Nouba. And I had to admit it; Brutus was right… I felt very, very, very relaxed. I yawned and stretched.

I just hoped that I could stay awake for the rest of the evening!

Kathy

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For a wild split second I considered kicking him, accidentally of course. I had my reasons. But I decided that would be very un-Disneylike of me.

“Uh, I do have my period so, yeah, I’d definitely agree that there’s some ‘tension’ there,” I said through smiling, gritted teeth. Then, I stopped smiling. “Now, move away from the uterus before you get a kick in the face!” I don't think he could tell whether I was kidding him or not.

“…And, we’re moving on,” he announced.
“Thank you.” I laid my head back once more and took a deep, cleansing breath. "I appreciate that, really."

And to think, for this I spent $50 on a spa pedicure. I should have left my feet nasty.
Un-Disneylike, should have left my feet nasty - I literally was laughing out loud after reading that. You write so well. I am addicted to your trip reports and I hope you start a pre-trip one for November, LOL.
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