My co-worker/friend Desiree and I have been talking about going to a hot yoga class for a while now. One of us always was busy or had some excuse so we kept putting it off. On Monday, we decided that today was going to the be the day that we went.
I’ve never been much for yoga. I’ve done a handful of classes at LA Fitness and some DVDs, but never really got into it. I am very inflexible, especially in my hamstrings, and would spend the majority of the class annoyed at myself that I couldn’t get into the pose.
I thought that maybe going to a real yoga studio might make it more enjoyable. I also hoped the heated room would loosen me up. I was sort of nervous for some reason. I guess mostly about the heat more than anything. Too many stories on the news about people dying in sweat lodges! The room was small and it was warm, but it wasn’t too incredibly uncomfortable.
The class was 75 minutes long and, all in all, I really enjoyed it. I had some trouble with some of the poses, but generally felt like I was getting it. I had to use a strap for the poses that required leaning forward and grabbing your feet. I wonder if I’ll ever be able to touch my toes! I felt like I got a good workout and the 75 minutes just flew by. I felt all loose afterwards; sort of like I’d had a massage!
A few things that I didn’t like so much. No music. Is that normal for yoga? Also, the instructor was saying the names of poses but I had no clue what she was talking about. I basically had to look around and see what other people were doing. I kind of wish she would have come over to me and helped me with my form on some things. The class was really crowded, though, so maybe that’s why she didn’t.
We talked about going back next week. The only thing stopping me from going regularly is the cost. It was $17 for one class. If you do more, the cost per class decreases, but it’s still a lot considering that I already spend $35 a month at LA Fitness.
Dinner tonight was a frozen Kashi pizza. For a pizza that prides itself on being veggie, there were very few vegetables on this thing. Fortunately, in the depths of my freezer, I found some frozen peppers and onions and some broccoli. I took a picture, but my camera is in the other room and it’s a frozen pizza, not very blogworthy!