Yes I do!
I went to a Power Yoga class today, per the suggestion of a girl I met this weekend. She had great things to say about the studio so I figured this week would be a great time to try it out (first time is free, wahoo!). I decided on a noon session to break up my studying day. I have a midterm tomorrow night (remember tests??) and knew I would need a brain break at some point. Yoga seemed like the perfect cure.
When I got to the studio I filled out my waiver (totally normal) then put everything in a cubby and attempted to make my way into the practice room. The teacher stopped me beforehand and gave me a towel and asked if I have a full bottle of water and something to secure my hair– “You’re gonna sweat, girl!” This got me a little weary, but I wasn’t afraid. I was ready for practice.
I walked into the room to find it a balmy 90 degrees. Yummy. As I laid down my mat and started to prepare for class I noticed everyone throwing these towel-type devices on top of their mats. I went to the teacher to inquire the purpose of these pseudo-mats and she informed me they were to absorb all the sweat–“It gets really intense in there!” Bad sign. Have we met? I sweat an extraordinary amount during fitness.
So here we are, a few minutes into doing our yoga thing in a summer atmosphere (not quite Bikram, but almost there), and I can feel the sweat just on the inside of my skin waiting to jump out like it’s a surprise party. Then, BAM! just after we start going on sun salutations I am a leaky facet. For realz. (By the way, apologies if you got all the way to this point and you are totally repulsed. I should have given a warning.) For the remainder of class I attempted to keep my footing on the mat and not treat it like a slip ‘n slide.
Overall, I really enjoyed the experience. It was not the same flow as the practice I am used to. This was much more focused on strength and constant movement to build body heat as opposed to flexibility and deep stretch (obvi, it’s called Power Yoga). It’s been a while since I have worked my heart this hard because of the break I have taken from running, so in that sense it was great to get the blood flowin’. Next time (if there is a next time–the classes are $15 a pop) I will definitely invest in one of those anti-slick mats and prevent a possible head injury.
A Broad At Home 