Oh my gosh.
Have you ever tried hot yoga? Because it is rough!
(This is part of my “year of responsibility – doing more yoga. So why not hot yoga? Well…)
When I was visiting Ohio months ago (right before Jaime moved to San Francisco), I went with her to a warm yoga class.
It was amazing – one of the best classes I’ve ever had.
Once I got back to L.A., I wanted to start doing yoga more often because I know how good it is for me. I looked for a place close to downtown where I could go on the weekends. I found this one within walking distance of me, and thought, “Hot yoga? Well, if warm yoga was great, this will obviously be great.”
When I signed the consent form before class, I thought “hmmm, 105 degrees sounds really hot. But, I’m sure it’ll be fine…” It was barely fine!
In a 90 minute class, I probably got a 10 minute workout. I had to sit down 3 or 4 times because I was just so hot.
I also feel like when I was stretching I barely even moved, ’cause it was too hot to exert yourself too much.
A little over 45 minutes in, I thought, “You know what? You tried. But seriously, what are you doing trying to do yoga in a sauna for an hour and a half? Call it a day and just do a class at the gym next week.”
So, as everyone went into a pose where people were looking at the floor, I tried to grab my mat in one fell swoop and rush out the door.
Of course the teacher (who was walking around on the other side of the room, mind you – I really thought I’d picked the perfect moment) yelled out, “Aurora! Don’t leave! You’re over halfway through. You’re doing it.” Uuuuuuggghhh.
I loved her positive energy – but seriously!
I did survive through the 90 minutes. And I probably did sweat out a bunch of toxins or something like that. But I can almost guarantee you I will never do hot yoga again.