On Monday my friend Sabrina and I started hot yoga. Wholy sweat. There were times I really thought I was going to die...my heart was beating so hard I thought it was seriously going to beat right out of me and walk out of the class. I've never sweat so much in my life, given I've played a lot of sports but never have I had to brace myself so I wouldn't slip on my puddle of sweat. I knew as soon as I pulled up to the yoga studio and all the windows were completely fogged over and the long line of people out the door, that it was going to be interesting night. The temperature in the class was 106 degrees. Yes, I lived in Arizona when it was 116 degrees but I wasn't trying to put my leg in the air while bracing onto my ankle and holding it for 20 seconds!! To top it all off I yogad (new word, thanks) next to this man (probably in his 60's) that was covered in fur. This mans hair connected from his head all the way to his toes. Not good in hot yoga. The hair acted like a sponge. Towards the end of class this man's body was literally "ringing out". It was like a faucet pouring out right onto MY mat. Don't get me wrong here folks, I really enjoyed it, and I will return...I just will do things a little differently....
1. Sit in the corner so nobody but Sabrina can sit by me.
2. Sit by the door so when the instructor turns around I can open it and breathe the fresh crisp cold air.
3. Bring more water, and where less clothes.
4. To say "Namaste" at the end of class so the instructor doesn't give me the evil eye. Its not my fault! It sounded like she was sneezing...."god bless you".
I'll have to work on this position.
NAMASTE
i pictured some stuff reading this that i didn't really need to... thanks for putting those thoughts in my head ;)
ReplyDeleteall in all this is shaping up to be a pretty good blog... although it is lacking in one department. it needs more pictures of moi!