Sweat fest, I mean Bikram anyone?
So Saturday a.m. after a fun night out with the girls, I made my way to the Bikram Yoga Studio downtown that offers your first two weeks of hot yoga (104 degrees) for just 20 bucks. Good deal, eh? I've been wanting to try it out for a while so I showed up early with my towel, mat, water bottle, and $. Luckily, I had been warned ahead of time that there would be middle aged men in nothing more than speedos and A LOT of sweating.
Sure enough, one guy was sporting the speedo. The rest, not much more. I was nearly the most prude in my Nike spandex shorts and tank. The first step into the room is nearly stifling, but the athlete and ambitious, determined woman in me wasn't willing to walk out until the 90 minutes were up.
Of course the teacher has to call out the new girl (right here!) just so everyone knows. Thanks to having prior experience with yoga and being flexible, the yoga itself wasn't too hard, but the additional heat was enough to make me want to pass out at times. I successfully made it without passing out and even went back for more this afternoon (after running an 11 miler this morn). Today was much more speedo-laden, but this time there were a few cuties thrown in the mix. Hm...I'm seeing a future opportunity to wink at the blonde guy next to me as sweat is pouring off of every inch of my body. Can you say hott?! :)
Sure enough, one guy was sporting the speedo. The rest, not much more. I was nearly the most prude in my Nike spandex shorts and tank. The first step into the room is nearly stifling, but the athlete and ambitious, determined woman in me wasn't willing to walk out until the 90 minutes were up.
Of course the teacher has to call out the new girl (right here!) just so everyone knows. Thanks to having prior experience with yoga and being flexible, the yoga itself wasn't too hard, but the additional heat was enough to make me want to pass out at times. I successfully made it without passing out and even went back for more this afternoon (after running an 11 miler this morn). Today was much more speedo-laden, but this time there were a few cuties thrown in the mix. Hm...I'm seeing a future opportunity to wink at the blonde guy next to me as sweat is pouring off of every inch of my body. Can you say hott?! :)
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and ooooh, good luck with the sweat-drippin' blodnie ;) sounds interesting
Although I would probably have a differing opinion if I had some young, cute and half-naked members of the opposite sex in my class...
Although, maybe it's me, but I used to have about 5 minutes around the one hour mark where I was just angry. That said, at 92 minutes, I walk out feeling capable of about anything.
And I say wink away...two sweaty, bendy people sounds like a great time to me:)