In all fairness, I’m pretty horrible at self-care. I know what I should do, but I usually ignore all of that preventative maintenance stuff. Stretching after a run? Who has time for that? My hamstring’s bothering me again, but I’ll just walk it off instead of breaking out my therapy ball and doing some rolling. I’m not even a very good flosser. But a couple of the things I keep meaning to do a better job lately of is getting routine massages and doing a better job of my skin care routine. Fortunately, my friends at Massage Envy Spa seemed to telepathically know that I really needed to get a good prenatal massage and facial in before Baby v2.0 makes her arrival, so they offered me an opportunity to check out their massage and facial services. I had not been to a Massage Envy Spa before, but my sister is a member and has only had good things to say about it. And she’s right; my first experience was fabulous and I can’t wait to go again!
Oh, and before you get all wowed by my sudden improvement in photography, I didn’t take any pictures during my visit. It felt weird. So these are some photos from the Massage Envy Spa website.
Setting up my appointment was easy. You go online to massageenvy.com, find a convenient location near you, and fill out the appointment request form. At least, that’s how I did it. They called me back promptly to confirm the date, time, and services I requested. I had originally scheduled my massage for Saturday afternoon, but then Hulk and I had a major “I thought you were watching Squish” moment when we realized we had both booked non-preschooler activities for ourselves on Saturday. So I called them Friday to reschedule, and they were able to move my appointment to Sunday evening no problem. Which turned out to be a brilliant move, really. I am always booking my massage appointments Sunday night so I can just fall into bed and tackle Monday morning stress-free and well-rested!
My appointment-booker-person advised me to come a few minutes early so I could fill out the first-timer paperwork. I was getting a prenatal massage and facial, so I filled out a couple of quick forms with some brief medical and skincare history, what’s been bothering me, what I’m looking to get out of my service, and other good stuff for my therapists to know. I was pleased with the attentiveness of the staff. They offered me a glass of water and a trip to the restroom before I was introduced to my therapist and escorted to the treatment room. We chatted briefly about the paperwork notes I had completed and what I was looking to focus on (my crunchy computer muscles in my arms and shoulders) and then it was down to business.
The Nap, I mean, Treatment Room
The treatment room was just right. The lighting was dim, they were playing some soothing music, and the temperature was cool enough where I wasn’t sweating like crazy but the warm table and blankets made me quite comfortable. For prenatal massage, there is a couple of ways I’ve done it. One is with a special table with a cut-out for the belly in the middle, but I’ve only had that done once. The way most places do it that don’t have the belly-cut-out table is for you to lie on one side with pillows to bolster you up. Since I’m a huge neck-and-shoulder massage junkie, I actually prefer this to the belly table. I feel like they can really get in and do things one side at a time, and sometimes the belly table is made for normal size humans and not petite little 5’0″ me, so it was quite comfortable. That hour was over with much too quickly, let me tell you.
After my massage I was offered another glass of water (yay hydration! I was getting parched) and then my facial therapist came in. He and I chatted about my skincare routine, what I was looking for in my treatment, and told me what treatment he was going to provide for me. We skipped the facial peel, since it contains some stuff that’s not good for pregnant women to use, but we did the rest of the Environmental Shield Vitamin C product line facial, which is great since that’s the skin care routine I’ve been using. Now, I never get facials. I’ve had one in my life, and that was several years ago off a Groupon. So I have not much to compare it to. And normally I have pretty great skin, so it never occurs to me to seek out facials as part of my usual routine (he kept telling me “your skin is like butter!” which made my day). So after the series of steaming, gooping stuff on, wiping it off, gooping really nice-smelly stuff on, wiping it off, wrapping my face in warm towels, doing a bit of “extraction” on my nose, and gooping more stuff on I really didn’t know what to expect. But holy wow, if my skin was like butter before, it was like silk now. I couldn’t believe how soft it was! I was absolutely glowing. And I wish I took a picture of my massage/facial hair. It’s like bed head with a glow.
Kinda like this, only not as cute.
After a final glass of water, I thanked my therapists and checked out, in a floaty cloud of post-pampering dazed bliss. Good thing I only had a block to walk to get home. And as I mentioned before, getting my treatments done on a Sunday night was brilliant. I floated home and right to bed, with my stress level back to a reasonable baseline and all of my achy spots relieved, ready to tackle the week.
The moral of the story? Be kind to yourself and get a spa day booked.
Disclosure: My treatments were provided to me free of charge by Massage Envy Spa. All opinions are my own.