Here I am after finishing my first 90 minute Baptiste hot yoga class. I actually just put that shirt on less than a minute ago. My pants felt like I had been swimming!
Breath and Body Yoga-Austin, Texas
September 19 (the day before the 40 days):
Ram and I decided to cap off our weekend of Austinpalooza by going to yoga. I was thinking great way to relax and unwind before heading back to H-town and going straight to work. We had a great weekend of ziplining (almost wet my pants), dodging bat poop in kayaks under Congress street bridge, and riding Segways (Ram on a Segway-need I say more-those who have seen him drive). Not to mention I was thinking I needed to pay the piper for all the food and drink I inbibed! We get to the class Sunday morning and are met by a very young welcoming group of yogis. Omar (I think I am old enough to be his mother) helps check us in and says he will be our instructor. He gives us these cool blankets with grippers to go over our yoga in a box (aka cheap) mats to keep us from slip sliding around and soak up the sweat. We go and sit down (in the back of course) and I start watching fellow classmates stretching and getting blocks and more towels so as not to stick out I do the same (having no idea what I am doing). Cool upbeat Indian music is playing and I think "cool maybe we are gonna get jiggy!" As the class time draws closer, more and more people come until we are wall-to-wall with our mats. I literally couldn't stretch my arms out without touching anyone. Whoa......I am gonna get up close and personal with my neighbors.....thank goodness one of them was my hubby. As class starts the heat in there increases and bye-bye fun music hello weird breathing and grunting sounds. They actually did a few ommmmmms at the beginning which was fascinating to hear.....never heard a cool vibration sound like that. Thank goodness I had learned a few poses from the Ramster so I could fake knowing what I was doing. They had two class assistants- young women (also old enough to be their mother) walking around helping position you. At first I felt kinda weird-them touching my human sweat machine, but as class went on I found their hands quite reassuring. They would gently put blocks or blankets under you and guide you into the right pose. There was a lady in front of me probably twenty years older than me who is my new hero (besides my mom). She could do everything!!!!!! At one point we went into inversion (aka stand on your head). I had to keep from busting out laughing to think they actually wanted me to try that with people within inches of me. Amazing people all over inverted. I just put my head in the position and then I felt the assistant try to help me and spot me. I think she really wanted me to put my legs in the air, but there was no way I was going to do that. I actually did do a bridge for a few seconds and wondered what happened I could do that all the time when I was 8. Finally, after my mat and my area was coated in body funk we got to the best part of class.......laying flat on my back.
While I was laying there an angel descended from heaven and placed an ice cold aromatherapy smelling washcloth on my face. Ecstacy!!!!! I wished we could lay there forever. Once class was over it was like I hazmat zone on the wood floor trying to get out without slipping on a puddling of sweat and cracking my head open. Paints a nice picture. They gave us mat defunk spray and to clean our mats off with and yummy watermelon slices to butter us up to come back. It was great to go to a class for the first time where I wouldn't see those people again in case I started crying and wound up in the fetal position. I am proud to say I made in threw without vomiting and actually am really excited to start my forty day revoultion tomorrow. I wonder if I will feel like the yoga truck mowed me up in the morning?
PS....I am also going attempt to be a vegan for the next 40 days.....we'll see!
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