Hitting the Pavement!

Well it is approaching rather fast, perhaps too fast. I am participating in the Eugene Marathon this sunday, I'm only doing the half marathon that is....13.1 miles. Racing a bike I understand, however hitting the pavement on my own two feet is a new beginning for me.

I know that I won't be one of the women who set 1:15 records, but I have goals. I have been training, maybe training too much. I completed my last long run this past sunday. It included a 14.5 mile run in 1:59. I had a blast doing it so I know that I am capable of my goal of 1:45 on the half marathon. My husband informed me the other night that I could in fact complete this run in 1:30---right. Well all times set aside I look forward to seeing some old friends and taking part a new tradition in Eugene, OR...the Eugene Marathon! Woo hoo! I'll post pictures and details when we get back from our latest adventures to Portland and Eugene. Love you guys!

Quite....

So I begin this blog with a reminder that massage therapy is a stepping stone into my brighter future! I had the delight in having two of the worlds strangest clients this past week. I will share one story with you.

Massage Therapy as a career when you have a small child and husband has proven itself challenging. All of the nurturing I do as a good wife and mother (wink wink) is draining enough. I thought it couldn't get any worse when someone called from the Best Western asking if I could go to his hotel room to perform the 'session'. I told the receptionist if someone asks that again don't book them at all, have some disernment people. Thinking back to this business man from Miami, I guess the salon name was a little enticing, 'Top Secret Salon'. The receptionist went ahead and booked him for a one hour massage at the salon. Upon his arrival he greeted me with, "So where can I find a good beer after this massage?" I thought to myself, "beer isn't exactly great post massage..BUT.....1o Depot or Benchwarmers". So I take him back to the room and tell him to lay face down on the table and I'd be right back. I go back to a naked 50 year old man just leaving it all out for me to rub. So I pull the sheet up on him just to be told to pull it down because he 'gets hot'. I started the massage, dodging comments about how I wasn't exactly ugly, and why was I already settled down and married. I diverted the comments as much as possible until he said I would be sexy in a dress and high heels, instead of my jeans and tshirt. I turned him over and quickly covered his jewels that I could see the whole time he was laying face down with legs spread! GAG! At the end of the massage he asked me if it was normal to get that aroused during a massage. I immediately pulled away from the massage and told him I would meet him out front when he was dressed. At the counter he asked if the therapist (myself) could have alcohol, I quickly reminded him that I was married and no. He looked at me and said, "so you can't go out with me?" I shook my head and he left the salon! What a story huh! I couldn't believe it. Fall term at EOU isn't approaching fast enough!!

For now....