Hot Yoga - take two

I went with my fabulous actress friend this morning for another go at Bikram. And all that hog wash about hot yoga not being that hot...I take it all back.

I'm not sure what happened this morning, but somewhere in between tree pose and rabbit whatever that is, I got really light headed. I was either going to puke or pass out. I decided that passing out during a yoga class is more mortifying than walking out in the middle of one, so I walked out.

This makes me very grumpy on a few levels. First, this wasn't my first class. I did fine on Halloween! Second, I am a very competitive person and really like to push myself physically. I guess technically I did push myself and I suppose I should take comfort that I know my limits...I guess.

I cooled off a little and went back in as everyone looked at me and secretly thought 'man, she's a wuss' (I just KNOW it). But at least I went back in, I guess...

So, like any good masochist, I'm going back tomorrow, if anyone wants to join.

Oh, and btw...Lady Gaga has been to my yoga studio. That's nifty.