Let me tell you, this isn't just bath salt - it's liquid therapy. The moment I pour that first handful into steaming water, the eucalyptus and spearmint oils hit me like a zen slap. It's that crisp, herbal punch that instantly tells my brain 'shut down stress mode.'

As someone who powerlifts twice a week, my muscles constantly feel like overstretched rubber bands. But 15 minutes in a Dr Teal's bath? Magic. The magnesium works like tiny masseuses kneading out every knot. Pro tip: Add two cups when your legs feel like concrete posts post-squat day.

The scent walks this perfect tightrope - strong enough to transform my bathroom into a spa, but never chemical-y. I actually keep the bag in my linen closet because the faint aroma that seeps out makes my towels smell like a luxury resort.

What surprised me most was the skin effect. After three weekly soaks during winter, my lizard-like dry patches disappeared without extra lotion. The salts dissolve completely too - no gritty residue means no scrubbing the tub afterward (hallelujah).

Is it weird that I've started scheduling 'Teal Time'? Every Thursday night, it's me, this salt, and 30 minutes of pretending I'm at a five-star retreat rather than in my apartment with laundry piled up. For under $10, that's some serious self-care ROI.