My sisters and I have been following a web site, Groupon.com, watching out for good deals and celebrating the thrifty women we are. A recent coupon purchase got us all five classes at a workout facility. The first one we tried was hot yoga.
Holy moly people!
The three of us pulled our mats to a far corner of the room, hoping to remain mostly unnoticed. The instructor, of course, noticed us immediately. She spoke to use about our skill level (none) and about pacing ourselves (as if any of us had a choice in the matter). The class got off to an okay start, blending my superior abilities in flexibility and balance.
I did my best and was just find with turning real, fancy positions into basic lunches that stretched my leg muscles. The sweat was still pouring off my body so I felt good. At some point I had no idea what was going on so lifted my head to look around. As soon as I did I promptly fell to my butt and watch, slack-jawed, as people around their room balanced on their heads. What was this class? How did we, beginners, end up in a head-balancing class?!?
Overall the class can be graded a FAIL. I pulled something in my lower back, which feels find now but lead to a few embarrassing tears in class. (Despite what my sisters might say now that I’ve told them I’ve cried, you could not tell I was crying because the tears blended right in with the sweat droplets.) The day following the class sister 1 had sore hips, sister 2 and sore neck and I had a sore butt and ribs.
We’ve quickly ruled out hot yoga. But the thing is, I was intrigued. And I will try again. Obviously the next attempt will be a beginners lass, which would be MUCH more appropriate. And then maybe I can thread my head through my legs!
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