It's a Friday, as it usually is, when I hit my fav local Korean $20 all damn day spa.
I have a ritual. http://www.theimperialspa.com/
First I make a quick stop for a brow threading.
Then off to imperial.
When I arrive, I just chill in the parking lot for a moment. I roll down the windows and acclimate to the day. It will at this point be the first moment I have not been "inside"... My home... A building.... Whatever.
I relax, traffic is behind me for now, and ahead all there is... warm salty love.
A few minutes more to get a little extra ZEN, while listening to Gotye "we are watching" ; Seriously my favorite song right now.
I enter the long marble hallway and feel the coolness turn to warmth, as I am greeted by a woman, very soft spoken to me but loud to the man who just walked up...
I pay my Jackson proper, and in exchange?
Pale pink jammies and toothbrush ( but I brought my own ;)
Have I entered " the island"?
There's a magic key you wear round your wrist... It opens the shoe locker... Shoes are not allowed, and your personal locker, and any foods you want, you just show your number.... It's beautifully anonymous.... Although I'm sad I never get the number 80.
I get naked, and walk into the women's' wet room.... Hot!!!
I have to say that woman, fat, skinny, curvy, flat, doesn't matter it's really beautiful. I'm glad at this moment to be one....
My first stop is and will always be.... The Salt bath. Honestly it took me thinking about it here to understand why.... So much of what I do is instinct...
The salt bath is the only one in the room not chlorinated... The water is soft, not drying, not toxifying... I'm usually the only one who ever uses that tub for some reason. I like to soak for a few... Then behind me is a bucket of sea salt for the salt steam room.... That's next...
Two handfuls of salt is more than enough, armed and ready already wet from the salt bath.... I scrub, every inch of me, with sea salt, between my toes, and everywhere, and then steam for 5... I can breath clear now...
The salt is in my mouth and my gums feel clean..
Hot, wet, and salty, I fully plunge into the ice pool, closing my pores....
Freezing? Yes! You have to commit... No pussy footing around. All in.
Out again and in the salt tub.... I want a sheer layer of salt on my body before I hit the red clay sauna, detoxifying.
Change into pinks, and hit the main floor, heated of course and marble.
Having not yet eaten, I'll order my favorite treat in the world, shaved ice with fruit and red bean. Pineapple Kiwi banana watermelon and red bean over shaved ice with wheat germ... Omg
Next stop is the red clay ball room.... Chambers filled with millions of small clay orbs, as I wiggle my way deeper into my personal pit, I grab handful for my throat gully, and shove two into each ear, don't worry they won't go in.
It gets hot in every nook you never knew you had, and I can take it in here for about 8 minutes... On then to the ice room....
It's nICE in here, and I can keep on blogging while chillin...
Most folks don't hang in here to long, but I like it cool...real real cool.
The red clay room is my final spot. It's not too hot, and it smells like grass mats and birch, I love it. Each person or two, has their own little cave, and it's comforting, though the girls can be quite loud chatting sometimes. So headphones is a good idea.
I spend a while here, sometimes I watch a movie on my iPad, or just listen to music... The aroma reminds me of Indonesia and I wish I could make my own home smell so inviting.
There's a few other crannies around here, a VIP room for adults upstairs, since children are allowed at $10 sometimes being in an adult room is needed. Theres a treadmill outside, another salt sauna, and in infrared sauna....
But after camping here in my hut for a bit.... I decide to finish my day in the ladies wet room.
I start with a good face wash, mixed with baking soda, and scrub, I use baking soda everyday everywhere, if you break out or have rough skin or just want to maintain smooth skin, use baking soda, every day.
Queen Heleen mint clay mask I have been using since high school, creates a firm foundation, tightness pores, clears skins, smells yummy and is cheap.
Then my favorite seated spa shower, I scrub and wash every surface.
Finish with a moisture mask, different ones depending on the season.
And then rest, a short nap in the VIP or women's area.
My day fullfilled, the aches of the week, ushered away, and my tiny cracks of time, softened and waylaid once again.
Every human, should take moments like these. I find that once a week, taking time for myself really pays me back.
Whether you can get to the cheap spa or not, make a day each week, to do for yourself, to re-energize, invigorate. You are no good to your kids, man, woman, job, self, if you don't take these days to regroup.
4 days a month, to a Happy healthier life.
So sayeth the Eighty Bug

Refreshed and on my way home... Er maybe one stop off ;)
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