i'm in a room. it's oppressively hot. over 100 degrees. my muscles are tensed. my heart is pounding. sweat is pouring off me. sounds like torture? kinda. hot as hell? hell, yeah! and, i paid for this. (am i crazy?)
|this is what it felt like (credit here)|
welcome to hot yoga. ok, it's not nearly as bad as my intro sounds, but it is hot. damn hot. this past week was my first-ever hot yoga (a.k.a. bikram yoga) class. and it was, well, hot. usually i lean towards flowing yoga - like vinyasa - where you fluidly transition through poses with moments of hold. hot yoga is much more structured. it's a series of 26 asanas or poses - all of which you do exactly 2x. it's about the hold - not the flow. and sinking into the heat (of the room & the burn in your muscles).
|the 26 asanas of bikram yoga (credit here)|
it was...interesting. i definitely will go to another class sometime, but i'm not a convert yet. i still love my lovely flowing yoga : )
have you tried (or would you try) hot yoga?
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