Recently I’ve had a few issues with my back. I think it’s because a) I’m old and b) I’m old. That and sitting at a computer everyday to blog or finish my graphic design course doesn’t really help the situation either. So in an effort to not need some sort of zimmer frame arrangement every time I want to hit the shops, I’ve decided to take up yoga. Specifically hot yoga.
um….
For those not in the know, hot yoga is where they heat the room up to 32 degrees and make you stretch your body and think calm thoughts while basically standing in a sauna. Sounds torturous relaxing.
So, after deciding that sweating toxins from my body while also strengthening my core would be a good thing, I bought myself some new workout gear and was all set to do my very first hot yoga class yesterday. Until I checked the yoga studio’s schedule.
You see yesterday was a public holiday in Brisbane, so the studio was only running one hot yoga class. A class that went for 90, yes 90, minutes and involved something called ‘inversions’ and ‘partnering’.
Interesting way to say hello!
Now I don’t know about you, but I reckon inverting (whatever that even means) and partnering with a complete random (um, eewww) while sweating harder than a runner 65 minutes into a marathon, would be a recipe for disaster!
So I gave the inverting, partnering, 90 minute hot yoga class a miss and had coffee with a girlfriend instead. Which definitely involved stretching (mostly of the arms, as I lifted the coffee cup to my mouth) and she had all the windows shut (it was cold outside) so it was kind of like doing hot yoga class, just without all the weird pervy inverting partnering stuff.
How about you? Ever given hot yoga a go?
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