My heaven on earth can be found at Canyon Ranch Spa.
My first experience at the spa was 11 years ago. My mother, a travel agent at the time, took me. It was a new experience for us both. And amazing beyond words. I don’t know what I expected but am very sure that every expectation was far exceeded. Unfortunately, mid-trip my maternal grandmother passed away and my mom and I cut short our stay in paradise. As we left, she promised to take me back. I still remember her remarking about the look on my face the whole time I was there, filled with wonder and joy.
My second experience was shared with my two sisters-in-law who wanted to get in on the fun. My mom was generous enough to take us all and it was awesome. And somehow, over time, those spa getaways seem to have become a bi-annual event. We exercise the day away, followed by luxurious pampering treatments, and look forward to every delicious, healthy meal. Every moment is fabulous.
If you were reading last year, you know that my mother and I took an extra trip in June, just the two of us. It would not have been a spa year, but my mom surprised me with the trip as a thank you for supporting her during a family crisis. We decided since it was just the two of us we would try out the Canyon Ranch property in Lenox, Massachusetts, something we had wondered about for years. It was equally heavenly but had a very different vibe from the Tucson property we’ve gone to every other time and where I’ll be this week. I rather missed the cacti and canyon views:)
You can read all about that last trip at the posts below, which will give you some idea of what I’ll be doing Saturday through Wednesday. Unfortunately I’ll have to modify my activity thanks to my recent calf strain. (No hiking; no step aerobics…) And I’ll be sporting a rather ugly “calf sleeve” recommended by my doctor, in hopes to avoid re-injury.
So, in the coming days, instead of spending time in the blogworld, I’ll be getting my zen on. And shaking my booty. And
cursing rubbing my likely-to-be sore booty. And exposing my booty as I get naked in the hot tub. I’ll be changing exercise clothes several times a day to get out of the sweat just so I can sweat some more. I’ll be dancing and spinning and lifting weights and stretching and meditating and squatting and lunging and crunching my abs, all in the most beautiful of settings. I’ll be massaged, massaged, and, massaged again. I’ll have my entire body “scrubbed” and my face “peeled.” I’ll eagerly check the menus posted each morning and spend my day anticipating each fabulous mouthful. I’ll drop into bed blissfully exhausted yet find it hard to fall asleep as I anticipate the next day. Because even at the spa I’m an over-planner:(
Will I blog while I’m there? I’m thinking not. I’ll be bringing our new tablet and it really doesn’t like WordPress very much. And much as I’m sure I’ll be drafting the most amazing posts in my head, thinking of all I could share with you here, I’ll have little time at the (so-tiny-it’s-impossible-to-hit-the-right-keys) keyboard. But maybe. If I do post, I have no idea what day it would be. So I guess I can be more spontaneous and flexible and less over-planned than I thought:)
I’ll be thinking about you! And if I don’t publish anything while I’m traveling, I’ll be back to my regular schedule on Monday, December 12.