I don't think there's any experience in life that could have prepared me for the 90 min hot yoga class I took last night. So you hear that it's hot in there. And you just don't know HOW HOT until you're in there. 2 summers of drum corps...in Texas...in the middle of July...rehearsing for 12 hours...on the blacktop...and I still don't think I sweat as much as I did last night. It was shocking. And disgusting. I was sweating from places that I didn't even know you could sweat from. I'm confident my sinuses were sweating. Just saying. They say to wear little bike shorts and a sports bra. I'm thinking to myself, yeah right! Who does that?? And then there's that awkward moment when everyone is wearing small shorts and a sports bra and you're in small shorts and a workout top and you feel like you're wearing a sauna suit. I mean, holy balls I've never sweat that much in my life. I've got sweat pouring into my eyes, and at one point when we were getting ready to go into cobra I wiped my face on my towel and realized that I had smeared my mascara all over my face (so that's why they tell you to wash your face beforehand) and I looked like a raccoon. Couldn't care...it at least wiped some of the sweat from my brow. I mean, man oh man was it hot in there.
So, some of the things they don't tell you before you "try out" hot yoga...you will get other people's sweat on you. um...ga-ross. It was like 5 minutes into class and the guy next to me was sweating so much that some flew off of his elbow onto my arm. Are you freaking kidding me?? Ew. Also, along with someone else's sweat you will get hair stuck to your arm...or leg...or chest...or forehead...or heel...or knee...or anywhere because you are sweating the same amount ALL over your body. Next thing they don't tell you...while you're trying to master bow pose, that your hands could possible slip off your ankles and you will flail like a dead fish to the ground. Oopsie. The other thing (which I probably could have mentioned first) is how god-awful the room smells. I mean, of course it does. 30 people sweating their balls off in a room at 105 degrees...bound to smell...and it did.
Hot yoga is not for the weak. Or the germaphobic.
With that being said, I can't freaking wait to go back! The euphoria that you feel after you're done is unreal. It's like you're high. And you're happy. And you just burned 600 calories. And that is awesome. The things I will do differently next time...I will wear less clothing. Sports bra and bike shorts for this chick. I will wash my face beforehand to avoid the raccoon look again. I will mentally prepare myself a bit better. I really don't think you can mentally prepare for your first class. But now that I know what to expect I can. I will focus more on the poses rather than when class will be done or how hot I am. Hot yoga has got to be like 80% mental. I will focus more on not moving in between poses. And I will rock out Triangle pose and camel like I did last night!!! I was pretty freaking proud of myself about those two!! I've been saying all day that I wish we were going back tonight!
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