Ask me my thoughts on acupuncture a few years ago and I probably would have nodded along about the many benefits of the ancient practice despite having absolutely zero intention of giving it a go. I'm not scared of needles, per se, but I wouldn't exactly say the concept of having them stuck in my hands, neck, and feet fills me with joy. That said - and as is so often the case - after finally caving and giving it a go during the peak point of my training cycle for Berlin Marathon last year, I declared myself a total convert.
I went to ease muscle tension and a niggling trapped nerve in my shoulder and honestly came out feeling like a new woman. They perform magical, zen-boosting miracles in those rooms, in my humble opinion - that said, at around £60 (minimum) a pop, acupuncture simply isn't something most people can afford on a regular basis.
