My husband jokingly refers to my (numerous) sessions at the spa as my hobby. He says that if going to the spa was a sport, I would have national colours, I would probably even qualify for the Olympics.
We all have a vice I say, golf for Gerhard, the spa for me, drinking fine wines, smoking cigars, the list goes on.
So this week Friday I am off to the spa with the girls and I cannot wait, I have no preference - I can spa alone or in groups, day, night, its all the same to me. Upmarket, start-up, once again no preference. Serious spa where you sip mineral water and eat lemon slices to detox, bliss, more commercial versions where you sip champagne in the spa bath and eat chocolates at the conclusion, any one will do. I am if you will a spa groupie, anywhere, anytime, anyway...
Poor Gerhard though, his hobby is golf, that must be done in conjunction with similarly minded people, mostly men. They all need to agree on the course, the time, and beer is almost always involved. Men generally do not take leave to go and play golf whereas girls will easily take the day off and just do it. We are not in the least concerned about what to wear at the spa, as long as you have a bikini and a tracksuit bottom (for winter) you are pretty much covered. Men need Nike and Adidas golf shirts, they need expensive shoes, hats, suncream whereas the spa provides a robe and all the cream or oil that you need for a lifetime.
Cost wise, a session at the more social type of spa (in winter on special) sets you back by about R600 whereas a round of golf at your average garden variety golf course with a cart and some drinks probably costs more.
Now the thing that gets to me is that men generally regard days at the spa as expensive and a waste of time and money. Hello boys, wake up. You are the ones missing out. Not a single swear word was ever uttered at a spa, not a single person at the spa ever killed by thunder or intermittent weather, no golf clubs thrown, nor a single car crashed as a result of the beer afterward.
So to all the men out there, get simpler hobbies, join your wives at the spa ;) It really is a bargain and to top it all, it makes your wife feel like a million bucks!
We all have a vice I say, golf for Gerhard, the spa for me, drinking fine wines, smoking cigars, the list goes on.
So this week Friday I am off to the spa with the girls and I cannot wait, I have no preference - I can spa alone or in groups, day, night, its all the same to me. Upmarket, start-up, once again no preference. Serious spa where you sip mineral water and eat lemon slices to detox, bliss, more commercial versions where you sip champagne in the spa bath and eat chocolates at the conclusion, any one will do. I am if you will a spa groupie, anywhere, anytime, anyway...
Poor Gerhard though, his hobby is golf, that must be done in conjunction with similarly minded people, mostly men. They all need to agree on the course, the time, and beer is almost always involved. Men generally do not take leave to go and play golf whereas girls will easily take the day off and just do it. We are not in the least concerned about what to wear at the spa, as long as you have a bikini and a tracksuit bottom (for winter) you are pretty much covered. Men need Nike and Adidas golf shirts, they need expensive shoes, hats, suncream whereas the spa provides a robe and all the cream or oil that you need for a lifetime.
Cost wise, a session at the more social type of spa (in winter on special) sets you back by about R600 whereas a round of golf at your average garden variety golf course with a cart and some drinks probably costs more.
Now the thing that gets to me is that men generally regard days at the spa as expensive and a waste of time and money. Hello boys, wake up. You are the ones missing out. Not a single swear word was ever uttered at a spa, not a single person at the spa ever killed by thunder or intermittent weather, no golf clubs thrown, nor a single car crashed as a result of the beer afterward.
So to all the men out there, get simpler hobbies, join your wives at the spa ;) It really is a bargain and to top it all, it makes your wife feel like a million bucks!
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