Tonight I tried hot yoga for the first time. I was very, very sweaty, and also since I haven’t done yoga since 2000 I was shaky and tired very quickly. Hot yoga is different – the hot room is really strange, I felt a bit queasy about 3/4 of the way through, and had a pounding headache start shortly thereafter.
The thing is, I woke up feeling a bit queasy and with a headache this morning, and it went away. So maybe it’s the hot yoga, or maybe I was just having an icky day. Hard to say really.
They gave me a promotional thing where I get to go unlimited for a week for $20. Not sure what times I’ll be able to go back, since my work hours have me coming home somewhat later than I used to, and I don’t yet have fridays off for now. I’ll work something out – if I go at least one more time, that makes it worthwhile.
The thing is, I don’t think I can really afford right now to actually start doing yoga on a regular basis. Maybe after christmas, maybe if we knew Adam wasn’t going to take a permanent pay cut and go back to the service centre come December. We don’t know, and if the budget for his work doesn’t change, then he’ll be making half of what he makes now starting in early December and continuing until I don’t know when. His contract position ends at the beginning of December, they may or may not be able to extend it, and if not, then we don’t know what will happen. I guess that’s when he’ll start looking for something new.
So why am I going out to yoga classes now?
I want to. And I’ve been putting it off for three or four years. I just decided two weeks ago that enough was enough and it was time to get back into it.
My legs feel better than they have in months – that pulled muscle in my left calf has nearly worked itself out, and it’s been sore for a good two months now. I generally feel good now, other than the queasy spell. It was awesome and I missed it a lot.