I've gone to 12 Bikram Yoga classes in 21 days.. not as many as I wanted to initially.. but I also didn't really know what the hell I was getting into. Whoa. Nothing can prepare you for 26 Yoga poses done twice over 90 minutes in a 104' F room at 40% humidity. I recommend about 3 litres of water a day or you'll have a constant headache. Lordy, I've never seen so much sweat pour off my flesh ever. It's like going swimming in air. I've also had loads of energy and great looking skin.
The first class I made it through to maybe 40 minutes before I was laying down, panting, curling into a fetal position and pretty much dying for the class to be over (they suggest you try and stay in the room and not leave and it is better to do this because you get used to the heat quicker). I heard the 9pm cannon go off in Vancouver and tried to steel myself for another 30 minutes while refusing to acknowledge the fact that I wanted to vomit. (this is normal in your 1st class)
But I digress, by the 3rd class I was saying to myself.. did they adjust the heat? Whoa.. why do I have goosebumps.. is that a cold chill? Oh hey.. I can bend over, put my hands under neath my heels and almost wrap my elbows behind my calves.. that's new. Oh dear god... I think I'm going to faint if I stand upright too quickly.
To reward my burgeoning flexibility, I bought myself some groovy lightweight
shorts and a yoga mat from hotshot Vancouver yoga clotheshorse- Lululemon (lately a contributor to this
local phenomenon..), learned a bit about
electrolytes and I'm determined to make it to 18 classes in 30 days. I plan to keep going for 2 more months before I'll consider if I'm insane for wrapping myself into a pretzel in sauna with a teacher shouting "Lock your knees! Lock your knees! Lock your knees!"