Well, my weeks just got a little hotter, and I know you are curious why.
That's right! Hot Yoga Time.
I'm just gonna throw this out there, this will be a new attempt at getting this womanly physique into shape. I've tried walking (honestly,I walk everyday.... To the car, in the parking lot, around the Wal-Mart) but the walking ain't cuttin' it. I tried running. Okay, that is a lie (but I've discussed why that whole thing won't work out). I tried Insanity (3 times), it was insane and sweaty (I don't do sweaty). So, here is my latest fitness attempt....
Looks easy enough.
I can lay there and stretch, and breathe.
What concerns me most is the clothes. Where are they?
Really? Booty shorts and spots bras held together by a string? That kinda takes the whole "hot" idea out of hot yoga. I don't know if a tiny bra like top could hold in the bubbies, but maybe so?
Then there is this guy.....
Ha! I. Die!
Will my instructor hot yoga person be wearing a speedo and standing on my back? Y'all, I do not know if I could take it! Is the gal he's posing on laughing or crying? Just trying to prepare myself for anything.
Back in the day, I was flexible. I could do the splits, touch my toes, even do a high kick or ten. Maybe, after class 1 I will be doing a little bit of this.....
Alright, maybe the 3rd class?
So, good bye to the ladies who lunch.....
And hello to the ladies who sit in a circle....
And do strange stuff like this!
Tuesday/ Thursday! Who's in?
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