EXTREME ADRENALINE RUSH
Let me set this straight. I like massages. But not with snakes.
While watching the Ellen Degeneres show, I learned about this strange practice called snake massage.
We're talking about a 550 pound, 6 foot long python wriggling across your naked skin.
We're talking about being tense because the snake squeezes your body.
And we're talking extreme adrenaline rush.
Pythons are the snake of choice. Though they are not venomous, it takes time to feel relaxed getting a snake massage.
The snake is washed and is well-fed (that's good to know) and its mouth is taped (also good to know) before it's draped over your torso and face and put to task. Sometimes big and small snakes are used at the same time to achieve a graduation in pressure. For some people, getting a snake massage provides a psychological release such as confronting a fear and wiping away stress. For others, it relieves tension in a way that human hands can't.
I'm all for being different. Different is good.
I love reading different kinds of genres: nonfiction, novels, picture books, and books written in French.
I love traveling to different countries.
I enjoy different languages. Parlez-vous français?
I like trying different kinds of foods.
While in Spain, my daughter got me to try mussels and octopus.
I did not try bull's tail.
I love working on different picture book projects and trying unconventional book marketing approaches.
And I've tried different kinds of massages. Deep tissue massage is not for me, but a Swedish massage is soothing and helps relax tight muscles. I'd love to try a hot stone massage. According to Healthline.com, it relieves muscle pain, reduces stress, promotes sleep, and may boost immunity.
Snake massages sound intriguing. They are inexpensive, costing about $45 for 90-minutes. That's a bargain. The average price for a massage is $60 an hour.
But I can barely look at a snake, much less have one slithering over my body. I don't need an adrenaline rush—no matter what people say about them or how good it makes them feel. Even my massage therapist has no interest in snakes rubbing her face and neck.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not against snake massages. They are probably perfect for the adventuresome. But having a 500-pound python massage my skin—no thanksssss.