Miss Ginger returned to the hot yoga room today, and at one point she thinks she saw God... and not in a good way!
Miss G's friend and neighbor Dee has been working like crazy over the last few months to convert her old cottage here in the neighborhood to a hot yoga studio. Anyone who has ever dealt with remodeling knows what a kerfuffle it can be, but imagine if your remodel includes a custom made furnace designed to heat a specially insulated space to 110 degrees!
And the most difficult part of all: she had to install a handicap ramp in order for it to meet building codes! How stupid is that! I have not seen a lot of wheelchair-bound people participating in hot yoga!
Anyway, Dee invited a few of us over today to practice with her in the new room- kind of a test run, if you will. Now, mind you, Miss G hasn't been in a yoga room in over 2 years, but she wasn't about to refuse the chance to be in on the "innaugural run" of the new system! Of course, yoga is all about "do what you can", and Miss G was hammering away at those poses at first! Been then, along about tulandasana, she just kind lost it! She promised herself she wouldn't leave the room, but after that point she pretty much just sat on her mat and whimpered until it was time for final breathing! But everyone has to start (or restart) somewhere, and she's proud of herself for a least getting back on the horse!
You may wonder why one would put themselves through 90 minutes of torture- and Miss Ginger wonders the same thing, usually about 45 minutes into the class. But then, after she gets home and takes a nice, soapy shower, she enjoys a miraculous, clean-from-the-insides feeling that can't be accomplished just by bathing! Hot yoga is not for everyone, but everyone should try it at least once!
Now, I know when I say hot yoga, many of you are thinking this: