I know you just can’t wait for Spa Week to commence, next Monday the 16th.

But make your appointment for a rubdown-micropeel-thermatherapy today, if you want to get in on the deep-deep discounts at various New York City facilities. If you wait until the official start of the big week, you’ll be out of luck, because those in the know know to book their time before the promotional rush.

Not that I can claim to be in the know. Fact is, I was unaware of Spa Week until today, when I was clued in by a woman in my office (who, yes, has already reserved her spot). While I appreciate the heads-up, I’m not sure I’m a spa kinda guy, if for no other reason than that it smacks of metrosexuality circa 2002. I guess, in compensation, I can go get a long-overdue haircut…