Adventures in Hot Yoga: New Beginnings

This is my amazingly fit neighbor and I heading to Hot Yoga ... at 6:00 am on a Saturday.

Let that sink in ... it's the weekend and we are willingly up at 6:00 am to roast our asses off in the most inhospitable environment imaginable.  For someone who hates hot & humid - it's a hellscape.
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As much as I hate hot & humid, I have realized I LOVE it and I can't wait to get to class.  I have started to plan my day around my favorite classes.

Not many things get me out of bed that early on the weekends. I may want to stay in bed but my brain and body are cheering wildly!

So this is my new thing!  I feel like an incredibly well adjusted adult with a reasonable bedtime and places to be at 6:00 am.

I'll soon be the type that grows wheatgrass in a window sill and irons my cloth napkins.  I'm that much of an adult now. 

Beyond our Saturday morning Yoga Sculpt class, I added several classes during the week to my schedule.  

If I get there early enough, I can usually grab the same spot every time which I really like because I can sort of make this little space mine for the next 60-75 minutes.

I have been working from home this week which has been amazing.

Instead of spending the first hour of my day sitting in gridlock, I have been spending that that time in Yoga class.

Such a better use of time! The thought of spending 2 hours a day in traffic is really hard to handle some days.

Actually, thanks to Audible I'm (re)learning German.  I took 4 years of German in school, it's one of my favorite languages which makes for a fun way to pass the time.  Now I can complain about my commute in both English & German.  As exciting as that is, I'd much rather be in yoga.

That said, it has been a humbling return.
I have always been strong with great balance but I'm really struggling with my balance of all things.  Every single movement that places me on one leg, save for 3-legged dog, I find myself unable to hold the posture.  

I notice when I fall out, it doesn't take long for the people next to me to fall out.  It's like a shared consciousness of sorts.  If you hold it, people hold it and then we're all holding it like little posture holding badasses. 

When I'm swaying around and dropping the posture and mumbling "please God - let this end" - the people around me tend to pop out of the posture too. 

Because I'm already in the back row in the far right corner when someone looks at me I can't even look behind me like "what is going on around here? who IS doing that?" 

Which is exactly what I would do.  People like me need to be in a middle row so when expert level know-it-alls turn around then I can give them that "yeah I know" look as I slowly turn my head to look behind me.  

I can't do that - it's me ... It's literally just me.  Me in my little corner goofing off while slipping on my own sweat.  

Speaking of - in yesterday's class I tore ligaments in my Toe / Foot and can barely walk so I won't even be able to fully participate until I'm healed. I have it taped up and stabilized - looking at 3-4 weeks of recovery.  So incredibly frustrating to me.

I'm still planning on going to class but will have to modify most of the postures.  I just don't want to run the risk of getting out of the habit of going.  

It's hard for me to circle back when I have moved away from something, regardless of reason.   

This is really important to me - I'm sticking with it!

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So, I'm going to rest and recover, working around my injured foot. 

I'll wear my favorite beanie after class to hide my sweaty hair and continue to show up and be wobbly and tucked away into the far back corner of the room.

Maybe I'll find a job closer to home at some point or make working from home a regular thing so I can have a bit more balance in the day.

Ich wohne zu weit von meinem Büro entfernt

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Namaste