Sooooo this week I decided to use our June ingredient in an… unconventional way. I mentioned a few weeks ago that while I am grateful for the detoxifying properties of ginger and its ability to make tummies happy, I never seem to love when I try and cook with it in savory dishes.
A while back I read about a ginger detox bath that lights your body on fire and leaves your pores open to sweat out toxins for hours. It is not every day I have a hunk of ginger lying around my house (reason above), so I decided to try this out. I grabbed my microplane grater, a hunk of ginger, about a half cup of epsom salt and walked from my kitchen to my bathroom. After about 15 minutes of grating fresh ginger into my clean bathtub, I poured in the epsom salt and mixed the two up so that it was somewhat of a paste. I then turned the water on as hot as it would go and waited for the magic. (side note: my apartment has extremely inconsistent water temperature and this particular night it happened to be a little cooler than usual, not convenient for this adventure.)
At this point the ginger is supposed to intensify the heat of the water, opening up your pores to provide a path for toxins to escape. The idea is to stay in the bath for 20-30 minutes and aid the process by using a dry brush. After the allotted time you are supposed to wrap yourself up in towels and/or blankets to continue the process, drink lots of fluids and fall into a deep, hot sleep.
Here are the ways I failed:
- The water in my apartment was not hot enough, until the very end.
- I was a little too focused on all of the ginger chunks floating around me to get to a zen place.
- Along with thinking about ginger chunks I was also thinking:
- “I hate hot yoga”
- “How am I going to clean my bathtub?”
- “I am so hot”
- “How long has it been? Have I been in the tub 30 min yet? Oh wait, the tub isn’t even full of water yet.”
- When I got out of the bath instead of covering up in blankets I was more concerned about removing all the ginger chunks from my body.
- I didn’t clean my bath for a couple days and it looked like a ginger crime scene.
Despite this failed attempt, I am not giving up on ginger baths altogether. I know that quieting the mind takes practice and doing it in a steaming hot bath of ginger chunks may take even more practice. I’m not giving up!