Sign Up to be added to my readers' group and receive the first chapter of The Unscripted Life of Lizzy Dillinger!
Hot Yoga is a fascinating experience. You try to wrap your body around itself while being sweaty and slippery. Supposedly if you intertwine your fingers a certain way then they don’t slip apart. I haven’t mastered that. I haven’t even apprenticed it.
This was my second time doing hot yoga and I think I’m getting better. I drank way less of my sweat this time. I still can’t hold any pose very well or very long, but I’m drinking less sweat.
And I lost .5 lbs in body water. I think I gained it back within an hour of finishing because I drank 5 gallons of water, but it’s that one hour that counts.
I went with Susan. She’s willing to be dragged places and try questionable activities. (Helpful qualities if I have you on speed dial.) Neither one of us really knew what we were doing.
We tried to hide it by bringing our own mats. They were brand new. But wrong. Ours cost $7. Hot Yoga mats go for over $70. There’s a difference.
Mine even had a special prize when I unrolled it.
My other favorite part was walking outside and freezing in 75 degree weather. It makes a person appreciate Arizona more.
But I am so tired now; I just want to nap. And it’s not because yoga is relaxing. That’s a misnomer. It’s because every muscle in my body had to be in a different position than relaxed (I’m never “engaging” a muscle again) and it had to hold that position. SO TIRING. My shoulders hurt just thinking about releasing them.
Of course, I’m going to go back. I’m determined to spend a whole hour and not drink my sweat once.
I’m hoping to accomplish that by 2018.
Maybe I’ll have a new fitness goal by then.