Day 33: I didn’t take class yesterday. I had a lot going on emotionally and decided to rest.

Day 34: I had a very good class today. Still struggling with the balance of eating or not eating and today, I ate too much before class. But I felt fine. I sat out of a set of Trikonasana, something I haven’t done in a VERY long time. But such is life in the hot little room.

As of tomorrow I will be 2/3rds finished with the Challenge. I can’t believe it. But I am glad that it’s going by so fast these days.

Sorry this is a bit boring. It’s been such a great Fourth of July and I am wiped out. I should be going to bed so I can get up tomorrow for YOGA!



Day 24: Losing Count.

June 25, 2008

I’m losing count of the days/classes ratio thing. Tonight I did class 29 in 24 days and it was wonderful. I was sandwiched between some of my favorite yoga friends and loved the energy in the room tonight. I’m starting to really pick apart a few of my postures. Pranayama and Trikonasana were the ones I focused on tonight and really really saw some progress. I also took very little water tonight which really felt good. This experience is so rich for me and I really am enjoying watching things unfold in my body. It feels gooooood to pull and pull and pull on my legs in some of the stretching postures and feel all of the vertebrae open up along the back of my spine.

Anyway, I have to be up early for my class tomorrow, so I will cut this short. Thanks to everyone for encouraging me. I love you all.

Day two.. Oh God, I am in hell. All over again, I am feeling toooo hooooottt.. Too hot.

I am sitting here listening to Kenna and sucking down Metromint and thanking God above for the sweet blissful breeze I feel from the A/C vent above my desk. And no, this isn’t an Ad Blog, I just like to share. I’ve had Kenna in my head for days and had the song “Sun Red Sky Blue” in my head in the past two classes I have taken. It’s a great song, you should check it out.

But this blog is about yoga. More importantly, this blog is about Day TWO of my Challenge and the unREAL heat I felt today. Day two, only day TWO and I feel like I am in hell again. Before I start whining about the heat, I should say I had an OK class today. I actually felt awesome for the majority of the standing series. And even had an awesome hold on my Standing Bow. So those are all good things. But I was sweating literally, and I know this is silly, LIKE A PIG.. Sweating and sweating and sweating and sweating and OH GOD is that my sweat on the carpet?? YUP it is, and HELLO, yes Jen I will gladly pay to have the studio carpet cleaned because really OMG did a man just stand here and do that?? Nope, that was me, and OH GOD the sweat today. I was sweating so much, in fact, that I reached under the stage and got another towel because my Yogitoes was so soaked I had puddles – OH MY GOD – puddles under my shoulder blades. Puddles that I had created, by the way by the FOURTH posture. I even went so far as to move Jen’s tea (I was right next to the stage) over so as to not sweat into it during Triangle. I’m a giver, what can I say?

Yes, it was hot. I tried not to think about it. I really did. I tried to Zen out and imagine myself at the beach. That didn’t go so well. I did keep my sense of humor, however, when Jen decided she’d help me find that rotation I needed in Floor Bow. I laughed through the whole second set, which is way better than the crying I usually want to do in the second set of Floor Bow. So, I did have fun, even in my pool of.. yeah.. ew.. I managed a pretty amazing Ustrasana, where I almost saw the back of my mat. But I was hot. Really really hot. I could have been a bit dehydrated, I guess. I mean, it IS Summer and even as much water as I tried to consume yesterday I wonder if I had enough.

And then there’s the issue of that detox. That ugly little word I try to ignore when I am pouring water off of my body. Bikram didn’t design the series, and the heat, and all that sweating for nothing. He knew what he was doing. And apparently my body got on board today with the detox party.

So, tomorrow’s another day. And I am sure it will be different. The good news is that I felt awesome and empty and wrung out after class. I didn’t cry, or whine (OK I did whine a little) to Jen after class. Just to Dave. And he said I wasn’t allowed to whine again. So, tomorrow will be all positives, I promise.

I’m off to drink more water.