Believe it or not, I went to a hot yoga class yesterday morning and enjoyed it. My mother-in-law has been taking classes at Big Ron’s Yoga College (a name that continues to amuse me) here in town for the past year. Every few weeks she tries to recruit someone in the family (or not in the family) to come with her, and this week I agreed. I’ve never taken a yoga class before, but I thought it might be fun. Well, not fun, exactly…I figured that if I went once I could avoid feeling guilty about not going again in the future. Much to my surprise, I enjoyed it, and am planning to go again next week.

The class is Bikram Yoga, about 100 minutes at 100 degrees F. The heat wasn’t too bad, actually, but the yoga was tiring. I managed through the first hour, but then had to take a break and step outside for a minute or so. I went back in after catching my breath and went through about half of the remaining exercises. Maybe a little less.

I’m going to try it again next week and if I still enjoy it, I think I’ll buy a month membership (or series of classes or whatever). We’ll see!