Call me float-curious. Floating, the practice of paying money to lie in a dark in a tank of water with a bunch of Epsom salts was very intriguing to me.
Not enough to pay money, but I was interested.
Enter friend Kelly, who gets free floats as a part of her volunteer gig. She gifted me one, so I signed up.
Float On has a very cool waiting room. The walls are covered with this stretchy fabric that was mesmerizing. Plus, look at all those stretchy fabric things on the ceiling! And there was tea.
And look at this great mural in the bathroom!
Here’s my room. You are looking at the shower and the door to the tank.
From the other direction, the door to the hallway, a complementary robe (that I didn’t need to use) and on the right, the filtering system for the tank.
I was given an orientation, I showered, got into the tank and closed the door.
And then 90 minutes passed.
At first, I thought I needed to be inert in the water, but eventually I realized that I could move around if I wanted. After I started some slow movement of my limbs, I enjoyed floating more.
I’m a person who regularly experiences insomnia, so I’m quite familiar with the feeling of being awake in a dark room, alone with my thoughts.
I also am a swimmer with a goodly amount of body fat, so floating is also a thing that happens to me on a regular basis.
When I started thinking of things I would rather spend money on than floating that would also relax me (massage, acupuncture, a nap—which is free) I concluded that floating was not for me.
And I’m so glad I got to figure that out for free.
If you are float curious, I recommend Float On. It was a great operation.