Friday happy hour

I remember the days when Friday afternoon was reserved for happy hour. I would meet up with friends somewhere for some good company and libations. It was a particularly good time for one of my friends, whom I called "Mr. Friday," because he would typically lay low during the week and awaken on Friday courtesy of his paycheck. My Fridays are quite different now.

It's not that I am against enjoying spending time with people and even indulging in food/drink that is not necessarily healthy. I'm not against alcohol; I just don't drink much anymore because I am acutely aware of the consequences (especially for sleep). I would simply rather make choices that improve my health instead of damaging it.

To that end, I scheduled an appointment at The Wellness Bar this afternoon. I used to go 3-4 times per week, but I have slowed down because I have had so many other appointments that it's hard to squeeze everything in. Today, I'm going to start with a sauna, followed by salt therapy, and finish with cryotherapy. I usually use the red light bed in between the hot and cold, but it's been out of commission for a couple of weeks. 

I am grateful to have my oasis where I can get some biohacking in and feel great afterward.