Spa Day

Love my spa day.  I started writing this one last month after going back to the spa after four months off, but I never finished.  Now, I've gone again, and on my birthday last month and again this month.  This may sound indulgent, but I do have a spa membership.  I pay a monthly fee and it covers an 80 minute massage each month, plus the use of the facilities, e.g., steam room, sauna, jacuzzi, quiet room, plus snacks, when I go.  It is my major pampering of myself.

Now--I took a few months off because of money woes--I was able to put my membership on hold for 3 months.  It worked out well, because my massage therapist was out for awhile, taking care of family business.  I started back in March and it was so wonderful, and then I saw her again on my birthday in April.  Extra nice treatment on your birthday.  The only downside was she told me it was her last day. . . she only stayed through that day because she knew it was my birthday.  I thought that was sweet.

So, it was with trepidation that I went yesterday to a new massage therapist.  I was worried, because I had gotten used to the old one.  My worries were for nothing.  The new one has a different technique, but was equally as good as the old.  I felt great afterwards.

My spa day goes something like this . . . steam room for about 20 minutes with a cold towel on my neck, dry sauna for about 10 minutes, misting room (cold mist) for about 2 minutes, jacuzzi for about 10-30 minutes, shower off, robe up and read until time for massage, 80 minute massage, 30-60 minute nap in the quiet room, get dressed and go home.  In between all of this, drinking cucumber or fruit infused water or lemonade, eating fresh fruit, and relaxing.

I love the big, fluffy, white towels (and maybe more than a few have gone home with me) and the spa robe is so comfortable (and maybe one has gone home with me).  I love the smell and the soft music and the atmosphere of calm.  This is one of the best investments in me that I have ever made.

Until next time, much peace and love.