I am glad that I have been practicing long enough to know that if I hate it, I need to try it some more. I went back to Bikram Saturday, Monday, and today, and I might be hooked. Friday must have been a particularly stinky morning, because while the studio still does smell, it has not been nearly as stinky as it was the first day. By the third class, I was able to make through the entire standing series without a break, which gives me hope that not only may I be able to adapt to the heat well enough to continue through the summer, but if I can adapt to Bikram heat, teaching hot vinyasa during the summer shouldn’t be an issue.
I went to a 6:00 am class today with some nervousness about teaching afterward, but by the time I got to Federal Hill, I felt fine and ready to teach, and I am sure I would have taught well had any students shown up. I stopped at Target on the way home to get some Bikram – appropriate shorts (and a new thermal mug! and some cute little purses, including one that is orange and shaped like a flower! and some underpants! because I have birthday cash and why the hell not! I am so frugal otherwise! Party time!), then got home to find that my web design class was cancelled today. Apparently, the universe looks favorably upon me getting my butt back out the door before sunrise to exercise my body, and gave me the day off to adjust to the new morning activity. I feel pretty damn good. Early mornings may be the way for me to do this over the summer, before I’ve experienced the full heat of the day. Now that I think of it, this may be the first time since we moved to Baltimore that I have been back to an early morning workout. It worked for me for two years in Silver Spring, and I forgot how good it feels.
I do like the sameness of the practice each time. While I wouldn’t want my entire yoga practice to be like that, having one part of it that way is invigorating and motivating. Since Astanga bothers my back, this may be the way for me to have that in my practice.
Except that I have to pay for it. Pay for yoga? What a concept. I haven’t done that in… ever, I think. I wonder if I could do some kind of trade with them, other than cleaning the studio. Food for thought, AFTER the semester ends.
In other news, the new handsoap I got smells like my grandmother. I keep smelling my hands and getting happy.
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