Bikram, Day 6

Hmm, the mini-heatwave we’re having in SF isn’t working well with the Bikram. Previously, coming out of class into the cold, breezy air cooled you down immediately. But without that cooling, it’s taking a lot longer. I showered, dried off, and went over to the organic grocer a block away to pick up some apples and iced tea for the office, and by the time I walked back, my T-shirt was already getting pretty soaked through.

Today’s “news,” if you can call it that, is that when sitting Japanese style, feet touching behind you, my butt touched my heels today. Previously, I was sort ofresting on my hands, suspending in the air. Yesterday, there was a slight grazing of fabric, but today, I was sitting on my legs. We haven’t hit the point where this is, like, comfortable or anything, but it’s progress. Other stuff is harder to gauge.

One thing is that the class does speed by. 90 minutes of yoga seems much quicker than 45 minutes of cardio.

I may have to look for a sweatband soon, and see if that does anything. I want to paint the picture properly here, so that you get a true sense of the amount of sweat here. When we do a position where my nose is lower than my chin, sweat starts running up from my chest, across my chin, and directly into my nostrils, at about the pace of an electric coffee maker. So, it’s certainly hard to maintain focus and breathe through your nose with it slowing filling with hot, salty liquid.

When I’m standing up, the issue is just making it hard to keep staring into the mirror. They say the more you do it, and the more you breathe fully through your nose, the less you will sweat eventually. We shall see…

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