I don’t come across as a nervy person but a lot of that is bravado, I can stand up in front of people and talk but to go and do something brand new with no idea what to expect can trigger a disproportionate amount of anxiety. This was how I was feeling when I went for my first ever reflexology appointment. I do love to try new holistic treatments whether it’s floating in a pitch black tank for an hour or finding yourself alone in a room with a load of needles sticking out of you, so I was thrilled when one of my best friends treated me to a reflexology session at Hannah Tappenden in Manchester City Centre.
My nerves vanished as soon as I met Hannah, she is one of those people that just sweeps them away with a huge smile and welcome. We sat for ages talking, it started off about what I wanted to achieve from reflexology and before long felt like a mix between a counselling session and a chat with an old friend. Not once did I feel uncomfortable and even managed to get a plug in for an article I wrote recently for Planet Mindful on ASMR (whoops did it again).
Then it was time to have the treatment. One thing that really stood out to me was the music. Hannah had chosen a mid-tempo playlist which warded off the temptation to fall asleep but wasn’t so intense that it took away from the job in hand. Perfect.
The job in hand was obviously my feet. I was really chuffed when she remarked my feet looked healthy, as a Type 2 diabetic, you can get a bit paranoid about your feet showing any signs of wear and tear. Also, with this appointment on my mind, I had been covering them in coconut oil morning and night for two weeks to make sure my trotters would pass inspection.
The next bit is hard to write a review about because I literally went into a dream world. The relaxation was intense as all my energies seemed to be rooted to my feet. I could feel every manipulation that she did and each one felt perfect. I know a lot of people have an issue with their feet being touched but I’m not one of them, bring it on I say, so I was in heaven. The treatment lasted about 40 minutes and after she had finished and I came back to life, I was in a lovely and fuzzy place.
Walking back to my flat through Manchester City Centre, I’m sure people thought I was drunk or on drugs. My legs could barely get me to where I wanted to be and I couldn’t wait to flop down on the sofa and relax. Hannah did warn me that there might be some after effects and I will say that I had some interrupted sleep for the next couple of days, then slept like the proverbial log most of the weekend but in my head I feel repaired and ready to face the world with renewed vigour.
I’ll definitely give it another whirl as it’s fascinating to me that the key to our health and happiness can be found in the soles of our feet.
For more information on where I went, visit www.hannahtappenden.com