That's the Rub

You’re Paying For More Than An Hour On A Massage Table Attention. Awareness. Knowledge. Compassion. Lisa shares what goes into every massage at That’s the Rub in Bloomington—and why it matters.

You know the place, right?

One of the things local therapists often tell me they appreciate about my classes is how practical they are.

We start at 12pm and finish by 6pm, which means most people can drive in and out without needing a hotel.

But the bigger difference is how we learn.

We don’t rush through techniques just to say we covered them.

You get time to practice.
Time to ask questions.
Time to really understand what you’re feeling in your hands.

And if questions come up later — when you start using the work with real clients — you can always reach out.

Because the goal isn’t just to learn a new technique.

It’s to understand how it fits into the work you’re already doing.

Bloomington — March 22–23

Ki Results: Practical Approaches with Lymphatic Drainage for Everyday Treatments

Class details:
www.Keplinger Institute of Massage & Wellness

If this feels like the right next step in your practice, I’d love to have you in the room.

Steady and onward.

We've been hearing it for years: "I love how it smells in here."
Good news - now you can take it home.
Our new candle line (created exclusively for us by Lakehouse Candle Company in Brown County) includes our signature scents Library and Bohemian Rose, plus two collections designed to either energize you (Intend) or ground you (Presence).
All-natural soy wax. Clean fragrance oils. Hand-poured. No junk.
Small tins $10 | Small glass $20 | Large glass $25
Buy a large, get a free eye mask while supplies last.

Available in The Boutique!

Light The Rub at Home: Our Exclusive Candle Collection Exclusive candle collection from The Rub Massage Therapy Center & Lakehouse Candle Company. All-natural soy candles in signature scents. $10-$25. Free eye mask with large candle purchase.

Break the cycle of "fluffy" Valentine's gifts. 💖 Give a gift that fundamentally changes how your partner feels in their body. At That’s the Rub, we specialize in therapeutic recovery and long-term results. Don’t just give a gift—give a result.

Therapeutic Massage Bloomington | Give Results, Not Gifts Skip the fluff. Give physical recovery this Valentine's Day with therapeutic massage at That's the Rub in Bloomington, IN. Real results for real wellness. Book now!

BREAK THE CYCLE OF "FLUFFY" VALENTINE'S GIFTS. 💔

We’ve all seen the pattern: February arrives, and the rush for generic, temporary gifts begins. Flowers wilt. Chocolate disappears.

This year, instead of a fleeting gesture, provide a gift that fundamentally changes how your partner feels in their body.

At That’s the Rub, we specialize in therapeutic outcomes. Whether it’s resolving chronic tension or aiding athletic recovery, our sessions are designed for long-term physical wellness, not just a temporary afternoon of pampering.

Don't just give a gift. Give a result.

We have two ways to help you win Valentine's Day:

💌 The Efficient Option:
Digital Gift Certificates Instant, professional, and delivered right to your inbox. Perfect for the partner who needs real recovery. Just smack this really sexy looking link (because no one is going to remember THAT!): https://clients.mindbodyonline.com/classic/ws?studioid=5734232&stype=42 Or come in to see us in person and we'll put a few together for you!

👩‍❤️‍👨 The Shared Experience:
Couples’ Massage These are our most requested slots. We open a limited number to ensure our clinical standards are met for both clients simultaneously. 👉 Call now to secure your time: 812-333-3393

Dear Reader,

I do not say this to alarm you—Heaven forbid we add distress to a world already jingling itself to pieces—but it has come to my attention that you have done what so many good souls do every December:

You have meant to be ready.
You have intended to be thoughtful.
You have planned to remember everyone with that calm, benevolent competence we all admire in other people.

And yet here you are, at a late hour, with Christmas so close you can feel its breath on your neck, and a small, private voice saying:

“Oh no.”

Reader, take heart.

For it is a truth not written in any ledger, but known in every household: the final hours of Christmas Eve are thick with miracles—some of them involving nothing more supernatural than Wi‑Fi and a credit card.

And so we begin, as all good cautionary tales do, with a man (or woman) awake at an indecent hour, in a state of spiritual undress—possibly literal.

The house is still. The world is asleep. The only sound is the frantic scroll of a thumb and the dull, accusing glow of a screen.

When, suddenly—
A presence.

Not a knock at the door. Not a bell. Not even the clatter of chains (though those have their place).

No: a quiet, chilling revelation:
That's the Rub is closed.

This is the first Ghost—the Ghost of Closed Doors and Locked Hours—and it appears to many on Christmas Eve, whispering: “Too late.” It feeds on panic. It loves your stress.

But it is not the only spirit abroad tonight.

For then comes the second: the Ghost of Christmas Past.

It shows you scenes you had quite forgotten—yourself, years ago, triumphantly producing a gift at the last moment. Your recipient’s face brightening. The proud swell in your chest.

And then, cruelly, it shows you the other visions: the gas station trinket. The “I’ll make it up to you.” The haunted look of a loved one holding something that clearly required no thought whatsoever.

You turn away, unable to bear it.

“Spirit,” you cry, “remove me from this place!”

The Ghost does not answer. It merely points—sternly, almost kindly—to a single fact: Thoughtfulness does not require the building to be open.

At which point, Reader, the room grows colder still… and the third Ghost arrives.

The Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come.
It does not speak. It never does. It simply shows you a future—grim, quiet, unmistakable.

You see yourself tomorrow morning, smiling too widely, insisting you are fine, while someone you care about opens a gift that is—how shall I put it—creative, in the way desperation is creative.

You see their polite gratitude, thin as paper.
You see the silent sentence behind their eyes:
“You forgot me.”

You reach for the Spirit’s robe.

“Tell me,” you plead, “are these the shadows of the things that must be? Or only the shadows of things that may be, if I am foolish?”

And now, at last, the Ghost relents.

It reveals a small, bright doorway in the darkness—a way out that does not require you to get in the car, or speak to anyone, or pretend the shipping gods still have mercy.

It reveals… the simplest kind of Christmas salvation:
An online gift card. Purchased instantly. Delivered instantly. Even when we are closed.

Reader, I do not exaggerate when I say: this is your Christmas turkey.

You remember how Scrooge, redeemed and practically vibrating with purpose, went out into the morning and bought the biggest bird he could find—an absurd, magnificent statement of generosity? And, let's be honest, a really cruel thing to do to Mrs. Cratchet at the last minute. She'd much rather have had a deep-tissue massage and a babysitter for the afternoon.

This is that moment, but modern.

You do not have to run through the streets in your nightshirt shouting “Hallo!” at passing children (though I will not stop you).

You can simply…click.

So if you are awake late on Christmas Eve, and the hour is unkind, and the stores are shut, and your options are dwindling into nonsense—

Take courage.
You still have time.
Get a gift card here.
(Instant delivery. No wrapping required. Dressing gown [or not] permitted.)

And so, as Tiny Tim observed (wisely, and with far better timing than most of us):
God bless Us, Every One.

That’s the Rub!

Get them here:
https://clients.mindbodyonline.com/classic/ws?studioid=5734232&stype=42

Bloomington: we hit 15 years. 🎉
That’s the Rub has been delivering results-oriented, treatment-based massage therapy since 2009—custom plans, consistent care, and real progress you can feel.
Book at thatstherub.com

https://thatstherub.com/articles/15-years-therapeutic-massage-bloomington-in/

Therapeutic Massage in Bloomington, IN | That’s the Rub (15 Years) Bloomington’s results-oriented massage therapy. Tailored treatment plans for pain, movement, and recovery—trusted locally for 15 years. Book today.

🎶 I want a hippopotamus for Christmas… 🎶

We tried. Turns out they’re adorable, gigantic, and wildly impractical as gifts. (Ask Lisa. She’s the one doing the deep tissue.)

So here’s the sane, elegant alternative:

🎁 That’s the Rub gift cards
No sizes. No returns. No awkward smiles.
Just real relief at a place you already trust with your body and your sanity.

Get them online or in The Boutique!
https://clients.mindbodyonline.com/classic/ws?studioid=5734232&stype=42

And if you need stocking stuffers / host gifts / “oh no I forgot” saves…

🧴 FarmHouse Fresh Sale in The Boutique (limited time)
Buy two small lotions or soaps, get one free.
Bonus: every FarmHouse Fresh purchase helps support animal rescue. So your panic-buy becomes a good deed. 🐾

⏰ Holiday Hours (plan like a pro):
• Christmas Eve: 10am–1pm
• Christmas Day: Closed
• 12/26 & 12/27: 10:30am–5pm
• 12/31 & 1/1: 10:30am–5pm

We’re open. We’re stocked. We’ve got you.
That’s the Rub!

With FarmHouse Fresh Skincare – I just got recognized as one of their top fans! 🎉