The life of a New Yorker is not exactly a day at the spa. We spend a big hunk of our lives in transit; waiting in lines, waiting for trains, waiting for the light to change. Sharing this city and these time-consuming commuter lifestyles with approximately 8 million other hasty New Yorkers does not a walk in the garden make. There are ways to deal with this high-stress, high-paced city; they range from yelling at each other to marathon running to just plain giving in to the smog and living with a perpetual cough.
I found a better way. And its so simple, effective, and wonderfully obvious that I feel stupid for not having thought of it before. I started getting massages. A friend bought me a massage gift certificate from a local spa. In typical New York fashion, I forgot about it promptly and it was nearly expired when my friend asked so how was your New York massage experience I ran home and booked an appointment for my massage for the next day.
It was amazing. Like walking into a different world. With the city still running amuck outside
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The day after, I was sore all over and freaked out. After some internet research I learned this was because of toxins that had been released during the massage, which is also why my masseuse told me to drink a lot of water. I had not listened to her of course, but upon reading that without the water your system doesnt get flushed and the toxins have no where to go but back into your bloodstream, making you sick, I drank three glasses right away. I had no idea my muscles stored toxins, having taken my relative health for granted for so long. What did I have to worry about I dont smoke, hardly drink
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Apparently not. Environment has much more to do with our health than we realize. Not only do we breathe in our environment, we eat it, sleep it, drink it; it is impossible not to take in at every turn. And unless youre living on a pristine farm miles away from automotive freeways and contaminated water supply, that means youre taking in toxins. Every breath, every day. And they leach into muscle tissue from the bloodstream, where they remain unless purged. I was shocked upon reading this but the soreness in my newly-massaged muscles assured me it was true.
Ive been getting massaged regularly ever since. My body feels springy and supple, my muscles hardly ever get sore anymore, and I feel good knowing Im consciously taking care of my body. Not to mention (and this is really the best part) that massages feel so good. How refreshing in a world where the healthy thing to do is often so unpleasanteating raw greens, running on treadmills, drinking foul-tasting health drinks, and a score of horse-sized supplements to swallow each morning.
And when looking for somewhere to get a massage, New York City makes it about as difficult as finding a tree in a forest, so if you live in NYC youll have no problem finding a masseuse that gives exactly the type of massage youre looking for. Theres a myriad to choose from; just a few are shiatsu, deep tissue, acupressure, and lymphatic massage. NYC might not be a trip to the spa, but it has plenty of spas to choose from and theres no where else Id rather call home. As long as I can get my massage.
Jackson's skin had been a medium-brown color for the entire duration of his youth, but starting in the early 1980s, it gradually grew paler. The change gained widespread media coverage, including rumors that he was bleaching his skin. In 1986, he was diagnosed with vitiligo and lupus; the vitiligo partially lightened his skin, and the lupus was in remission; both illnesses made him sensitive to sunlight. The treatments he used for his condition further lightened his skin tone, and, with the application of pancake makeup to even out blotches, he could appear very pale. The structure of his face changed too: several surgeons speculated that he had undergone multiple nasal surgeries, a forehead lift, thinned lips, and cheekbone surgery.
He lost weight in the early 1980s because of a change in diet and a desire for "a dancer's body." Witnesses reported that he was often dizzy and speculated that he was suffering from anorexia nervosa; periods of weight loss would become a recurring problem later in life. Some medical professionals have said he was suffering from body dysmorphic disorder, a psychological condition whereby the sufferer dislikes his appearance and has no concept of how he is viewed by others. He had a fourth rhinoplasty in 1986, and had a cleft put in his chin.