My colleagues at our law firm have been known to call me the Ice Princess. I admit I’m your average, driven, overachieving, professional woman, but I do have a sensuous side. But that part of me has no place at work, especially when my job performance depends on me being as hard as nails.

Still, despite my personal hedonistic nature, I’d never had a massage before my memorable autumn vacation at the Jersey Shore, and what a rubdown it was!

My friend Joan had prepared her guest room for me and told me to enjoy the house, including the huge tub in her bathroom with its whirlpool jets. I was just to relax and take it easy during my getaway.

On my first night, soothed by the bubbling water and lulled by the ocean air, I slept like a log. In the morning, though, I was sore and stiff, as though my... Read More