day two . . . armed and ready!
"lets treat this like a bank robbery - do as i say, and no one will get hurt" ~ bikram teacher
today is one of *those* days. i have appointments all day . . . . and once the kids are home, its dinner and homework and bed.
i only have a few options for yoga - and i won't lie to you. none of them really appeal to me.
nonetheless, today i will do bikram. they have a class i can squeeze in while kids are in sports and the studio is literally less than a mile from my house. strangely enough, i know bikram can be good for me. (not fun. barely tolerable. but good for me, just the same.)
for those of you who do not know what bikram is . . . 26 postures, most done twice, in an un-godly hot and smelly room.
how hot is it? hotter than dante's seventh circle of hell - that's how hot. once - after a particularly sweltering practice, i felt compelled to discuss the rising heat with my instructor. unfortunately, a student drunk on bikram kool-aid overheard/eavesdropped - and then stepped in:
me: (in a hush whisper) just fyi - the temperature in the studio rose above 115. is this typical?
student: (in a loud, shrill voice) why were you looking at the thermostat?
me: why? because, as a matter of fact, i thought i just might lose my breakfast at one point, so while my eyes rolled in the back of my head - i caught a quick glimpse.
student: geez, what did you eat this morning?
me: its not about what i ate! i just think it was really hot in there!
student: maybe you're menopausal.
me: i am NOT menopausal.
student: how about perimenopausal? you're in your 40's are somethin', aren't you?
me: (mouth open, reduced to strange gutteral sounds only)
it was as if i was trapped in my own private episode of seinfeld. but like i said - a periodoc bikram class IS good for me. improves my skin, maintains my flexibility, and works magic for my knees. but damn, is it hot!
so i will go - but go armed with the following necessary accessories to assure my safe return:
today is one of *those* days. i have appointments all day . . . . and once the kids are home, its dinner and homework and bed.
i only have a few options for yoga - and i won't lie to you. none of them really appeal to me.
for those of you who do not know what bikram is . . . 26 postures, most done twice, in an un-godly hot and smelly room.
how hot is it? hotter than dante's seventh circle of hell - that's how hot. once - after a particularly sweltering practice, i felt compelled to discuss the rising heat with my instructor. unfortunately, a student drunk on bikram kool-aid overheard/eavesdropped - and then stepped in:
me: (in a hush whisper) just fyi - the temperature in the studio rose above 115. is this typical?
student: (in a loud, shrill voice) why were you looking at the thermostat?
me: why? because, as a matter of fact, i thought i just might lose my breakfast at one point, so while my eyes rolled in the back of my head - i caught a quick glimpse.
student: geez, what did you eat this morning?
me: its not about what i ate! i just think it was really hot in there!
student: maybe you're menopausal.
me: i am NOT menopausal.
student: how about perimenopausal? you're in your 40's are somethin', aren't you?
me: (mouth open, reduced to strange gutteral sounds only)
it was as if i was trapped in my own private episode of seinfeld. but like i said - a periodoc bikram class IS good for me. improves my skin, maintains my flexibility, and works magic for my knees. but damn, is it hot!
so i will go - but go armed with the following necessary accessories to assure my safe return:
 frozen coconut water one for in the room, one for after |  2 towels 1 large for the mat & 1 small for face |  sweet smelling wipes for after trust me. you'll want these too! |
Posted by peg mulqueen at 2/26/2009 5:43 AM 
Categories: bikram yoga, 40 days of yoga
Tags: bikram yoga
Categories: bikram yoga, 40 days of yoga
Tags: bikram yoga
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