I was thinking yesterday I should start writing about my fitness endeavors so I can perhaps read them one day and realize it was not just “I completed a marathon” but rather a whole journey and struggle along the way–I want to remember all the sprains, truimphs, PRs, diets, etc! Also, I have a fear of becoming a lazy slob and hope that if “future me” reads this, she will get off her ass and embrace her exercise addict self once again.
So… Bikram Yoga kicked my ass yesterday. I went to my first class of Bikram Yoga yesterday and I was a hot sweaty mess at the end of the 90 min. I walked there and checked in, I got a seat right in the front and plopped my mat behind two very seasoned yogis. I wore running shorts that I thought would be good since it had wicking material but it got in the way when I did any bends, noted to self: wear flexy-spandexy stuff next time. I followed the seasoned yogis since the instructer paced the room rather than showed the moves. She was brazillian maybe? She had an accent and spoke very quickly and was extremely encouraging. Although I had trouble hearing her at times, I really enjoyed her as an instructor, she could tell a lot of us were newbies and kept encouraging us to stick through the 105 degree heat. I walked home light-headed and told everyone at home about my experience, ate dinner and googled “is it normal to feel extremely tired after bikram yoga” turns out: IT WAS! and they even encouraged to come back right after to keep seeing results and get your body used to it. Oye!
A bit grudgingly but moreso with determination, I headed off to class the very next day (today.) I found reasons not to go as the day drew past but went with my better instincts to listen to what I read online. And guess what?! It WAS actually easier! New instructor than yesterday but still good but she did not come around to correct poses like the woman did yesterday.
I did better poses and the 90 min went by quickly, I didnt even drink nearly as much water during class as yesterday. I sat at the very back of the class since I felt like an idiot being in the front and not knowing any of the poses yesterday. It was a good call but harder to see myself in the mirror. I felt stronger today and was surprised at how much I had already improved from yesterday.
Oh and spandex FTW and I am going again tmr and am definitely excited to see how much I can improve. Yoga has NEVER been my thing–flexibility has been my weak spot since as far as I can remember. I’m hoping to become more limber, build core strength and well, rock a bikini better in the summer 
