yogi wannabe
Let's start today's session with a deep breath and an "OM" when exhale.
The story begins that I got a 1 free yoga pass from the purchase of my new fav coat that I got during the sales. It is from this very chic boutique yoga studio near my office called Space Yoga. I checked for their classes and finally decided to redeem it for a hot yoga class, since I've been hearing quite a few good words about it.
And that place has all the rights to call itself a boutique yoga studio! From the moment I stepped on their floor, every part of the room was placed with zen-ish decors: candles, yoga posters, warm dim lights, hot herbal tea, pillows, and more candles. Since the studio is located on the 16 floor, it has one of the most amazing views of the city, and their managers knew how to take the best advantage of the view, making sure that all their classrooms and even the lounge has large windows. The tea they served, was a very unique herb tea; unsweetened yet it had a very sweet aftertaste. Very very nice, would be excellent if they didn't serve it that hot and in those shot glasses.
So the actual yoga class started at 830pm, and all the needed equipments were set for me. Entering a hot yoga classrom wasn't as bad as I've thought, I think the temperature was set around 36-38 that day, so it was bearable. But when we started the class, my sweat glans expanded within seconds and I just couldn't stop sweating from there on. Could see from the mirror that my entire t-shit was drenched and could feel that sweat continued to drip from the sides of my face. Our movements were slow, but required a lot of focus and strength from our core; I almost ran out of watter when the class wasn't even half way through! I was tired, my body was tired and shaking, but it felt quite good at the same time, knowing that you're doing something healthy (?) to yourself. I was doing ok until I checked the time, 50 min passed, 1 hr passed and we weren't doing cooldown yet. The class was 1.5hr long and no one warned me! Soon my head started to get dizzy, and felt a bit sick from too much yoga.
Anyway, despite the length of the class, I did enjoyed it, altho painfully. With all the scandal that has forced my gym to close and put me out of workout for 1 month, I don't mind becoming a yogi. Aaah~ yogi sounds so sophisticated and "Mario/Star Wars" like. I Nong the yogi, me like. ^__^
Hope they can cancel my gym membership so I can "consider" taking yoga instead (these classes are not cheap at all!). In the meantime, I'll just be workoutless, bum at home and feed my ever enlarging roll of fat around my abdominal area. You gotta store some fat for the winter, eh?
Happy Holidays & Namaste~~~
(hehehe, always wanted to say that)
The story begins that I got a 1 free yoga pass from the purchase of my new fav coat that I got during the sales. It is from this very chic boutique yoga studio near my office called Space Yoga. I checked for their classes and finally decided to redeem it for a hot yoga class, since I've been hearing quite a few good words about it.
And that place has all the rights to call itself a boutique yoga studio! From the moment I stepped on their floor, every part of the room was placed with zen-ish decors: candles, yoga posters, warm dim lights, hot herbal tea, pillows, and more candles. Since the studio is located on the 16 floor, it has one of the most amazing views of the city, and their managers knew how to take the best advantage of the view, making sure that all their classrooms and even the lounge has large windows. The tea they served, was a very unique herb tea; unsweetened yet it had a very sweet aftertaste. Very very nice, would be excellent if they didn't serve it that hot and in those shot glasses.
So the actual yoga class started at 830pm, and all the needed equipments were set for me. Entering a hot yoga classrom wasn't as bad as I've thought, I think the temperature was set around 36-38 that day, so it was bearable. But when we started the class, my sweat glans expanded within seconds and I just couldn't stop sweating from there on. Could see from the mirror that my entire t-shit was drenched and could feel that sweat continued to drip from the sides of my face. Our movements were slow, but required a lot of focus and strength from our core; I almost ran out of watter when the class wasn't even half way through! I was tired, my body was tired and shaking, but it felt quite good at the same time, knowing that you're doing something healthy (?) to yourself. I was doing ok until I checked the time, 50 min passed, 1 hr passed and we weren't doing cooldown yet. The class was 1.5hr long and no one warned me! Soon my head started to get dizzy, and felt a bit sick from too much yoga.
Anyway, despite the length of the class, I did enjoyed it, altho painfully. With all the scandal that has forced my gym to close and put me out of workout for 1 month, I don't mind becoming a yogi. Aaah~ yogi sounds so sophisticated and "Mario/Star Wars" like. I Nong the yogi, me like. ^__^
Hope they can cancel my gym membership so I can "consider" taking yoga instead (these classes are not cheap at all!). In the meantime, I'll just be workoutless, bum at home and feed my ever enlarging roll of fat around my abdominal area. You gotta store some fat for the winter, eh?
Happy Holidays & Namaste~~~
(hehehe, always wanted to say that)
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