I like yoga. I haven't done a ton of it because it's kind of a "luxury" I can't justify paying for on a regular basis, so when I found a groupon for ten classes at a local studio, I lassoed my sister-in-law and we went to our first class on Tuesday.
As I previously mentioned, this was my second yoga experience. Of course I'm not counting doing poses from magazines and the Jillian Michaels dvd I picked up as experiences. I'm just referring to classes. And this one sort of scared me.
The first time I took a yoga class was with my other sister-in-law, and it was lovely. The poses were challenging enough, and I left the class feeling calm, relaxed and refreshed.
This class had one fundamental difference: heat. And humidity. Which I wasn't aware of when we showed up for the class. And I felt like I was going to die about 70% of the class. I got dizzy and slightly nauseous and definitely went through all of my water way too fast. But I'm kind of proud of myself because I stuck it out and finished, even though I (and sister-in-law!) sat out several of the poses.
I'm not sure what I think about going back. I mean sure, we'll go because we have nine more classes, but I think next time we'll try one of the two classes they offer without heat.
And may be we'll go back to heat....eventually.