As of Day 11 I was finding this challenge way easier than anticipated. I tried not to have any expectations, but I was also sort of expecting it to be difficult. Then I had two really rough classes in a row.
There are clearly changes from day to day with how well I’ve eaten and hydrated. Usually what I’ve done is good enough. But the studio I go to on the weekend has such a different feel from the one I go to during the week that I can’t fully tease out what it is about my weekday vs weekend eating/hydrating habits plus the atmosphere of the studio (literally and figuratively) that makes such a difference.
But I do what I can every day and try to let it go. I’ve become more likely to sit out a set here and there, like I need to pace myself. This actually feels healthier, mentally. I’m not fighting with myself. Trying to talk myself out of taking a knee is not meditative.
One of the things I like about bikram yoga is that, even though it’s the same exact series of postures every time, you hear something different in the dialogue every time. Each teacher has their own insights. Or one day the exact same words they’ve been saying all along suddenly have new meaning to you. I’ve heard many different metaphors for how to think about getting various body parts to do various things. In a few poses, you have to hold your arms and hands completely straight, with all five fingers together, thumbs next to your index fingers. One teacher says “like little spatulas.” Another teacher pointed out that you’re sending energy in the direction your hands are pointing, so I imagined lasers coming out of my hands. Now, mostly during awkward pose and blowing in firm pose, I look at my hands and think of *pew*pew*pew* spatulas.
I was in the lobby after class at my favorite studio one day this past week. A guy had come in to pick his wife up. Another guy who had just finished class was there. The woman mentioned that she’d been trying to get her husband to come. After Class Guy talked about various things he liked about it. And then he says “plus you get to look at all these flexible women.” I raised my eyebrows, finished putting my shoes and socks on, and headed out the door… and spent the whole drive back to work chewing the guy out for saying such a thing. Eye candy might be something he gets out of going to class, and if he really wants to share it with his buddies he can do that, but plainly stating that you are objectifying the women you’re practicing with while you’re standing there in the studio in front of them is not the best choice. Plus, seriously, if you have free brain cycles during class time to think about that, you’re doing it wrong. I really wish I had said something to him.