Listening to the soft notes of the music and letting them take me away to a place of sheer relaxation, the massage therapist set to work on my upper body, and it felt amazing. Drifting off into a pleasant state of bliss, I did think to myself that if the rest of the festive season carried on this way, then I would be one happy bunny.
As all the knots and tight spots in my body were massaged away, I realised that it was the first time in years that I had felt so relaxed. I’d never had time to treat myself, and I hadn’t realised how much it had taken root in my body. I was usually so busy with sorting out work and being in a nine-to-five bubble, that it hadn’t occurred to me that I was carrying so much stress in my body.
When the massage was done, although sleepy, I got up from the table feeling like a new woman. My skin was soft and supple, my body was relaxed and revitalised, and I made a mental note to go for a massage more often.