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I went to a spa for the day

  I went to a spa for the day is something that I never thought I would write or say. I am not a girly girl. I’m all for self care and am realising that I need to do more of it.
 To say I was skeptical before going was an understatement. The thought of spending the day sitting by a pool, using the sauna etc was something that I thought I might find boring. I am used to walking around a pool with the volunteering i do but the thought of me being the one in the costume judging myself and thinking that others were judging me was something that was getting my anxiety rising.
  Thankfully it wasn’t just me there today, there was a group of us. I also started a book - Eleanor Oliphant is completely fine by Gail Honeyman. I didn’t get very far into the book but what I did read I liked.
  Sitting having our high tea in front of everyone that came into the hotel (as it was right beside reception) didn’t help with the feelings of being judged as our party were all in robes. The thoughts going through my head made it feel like there was another person with us in the group that had just joined us for lunch.
 We were each given a treatment as part of the spa deal that we got and as everyone else was choosing back or head massages I went for a manicure. Something that I don’t think was expected. Again with the judgement when the women saw my nails and what she might be thinking against what she was saying.

 Over all I am happy with today and the fact that I went and got into a swim suit and had a treatment. I think if I’d let it my stupid head could of made things a lot worse. So for that I am thankful that it didn’t and that I actually got to appreciate the day.
 Would I go to a spa again??? Surprisingly I would have to say yes I would but I don’t know if I would go back to the same place. Not unless they totally did a refurb and had appliances working.

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