I met one of Chelly’s dearest friends yesterday, and immediately could see exactly why they were close: her friend is great (Hi Stuckey!). We had a wonderful lunch, and then we went for what turned out to be one of the nicest experiences I’ve had in ages:
We got reflexology massages. Chelly’s friend said, “I’m going to get a reflexology foot massage. Y’all wanna come?”
Suuuure. Why not? We’re big girls. We’ve fun. We’re cool. Or something…
We arrived at a hole-in-the-wall shop in an Asian-dominated part of town. Weird foot posters were everywhere. Nothing was in English. Chelly and I whispered encouragment to each other: “We’re broadening our horizons. Experiencing other cultures. It’s only an hour. Surely, we’ll live.”
We walked in to a peaceful open space full of giant recliners. People were resting in them as their masseuses quietly worked. Gentle music played. It was silent. We spoke quietly to the person at the front desk, who led us to our recliners. Out of nowhere came three Asian men with bamboo tubs of steaming hot water. We slipped our feet in and waited.
The Reflexology Association of Canada defines reflexology as:
- “A natural healing art based on the principle that there are reflexes in the feet, hands and ears and their referral areas within zone related areas, which correspond to every part, gland and organ of the body. Through application of pressure on these reflexes without the use of tools, crèmes or lotions, the feet being the primary area of application, reflexology relieves tension, improves circulation and helps promote the natural function of the related areas of the body.”
For an astonishingly affordable price (which I’ve since discovered was a steal: such massages generally run at least five times what this one cost), we enjoyed what turned out to be a full-body massage. I gotta tell you, it was marvelous. Starting on the forehead, the masseuse used firm pressure to release toxins throughout the body. They focused most of their attention on the feet and hands, and while they worked on those extremities, I could feel the pressure being release in other areas of the body. When they finished, we all just sat there in a dazed noodly state, trying to concentrate hard enough to figure out how we could get them to let us move in.
As Chelly’s friend is a beautiful free spirit, afterward we got Icee’s. The best course of action, according to the experts, is to drink lots of water after a reflexology massage, as that aids in the release of toxins from the body. We woke up a bit sore today, but we will definitely be going back.
I mean, could there be any better use of a $20 bill?