Yesterday, it was brought to my attention that in 31, make that 30 days, i will be in new york. and all those who had been to NYC will know that its not the kind of place you want to be caught in rags. I'm serious, the hipsters of SoHo sweat brilliance. so i bought a ridiculous, and i mean ridiculous amount of clothing online and around london and after trying all of it on, realized that i had to drop a stone or two before i would look my best. How should i do this, in but 30 days? HOT YOGA. it is a break off of ashtanga and bikram yoga, developed by bikram choudhury and consists of 26 postures (asanas) carried out in a (40*c) 105F studio. Talk about hot, talk about yoga, hot yoga should be the talk of the town. It was simply amazing. you go to parsons green, which is enough of a trek as it is, then turn into this (quite sketchy) alley way and keep walking until you see HOT BIKRAM YOGA sign, like a beacon of light.
When you arrive, you will be welcomed but the overwhelming smell of sweat, incense and fear of what the hell will lie ahead. Once i got through the smell, i signed up for a class. They cost 10pounds each but as im a new member, i get 10 days worth of classes for free (hello size 6). The teacher was friendly, clear and really kind so aside from the few minutes you have to rest in the middle, it was some of the best exercise i've ever done. The heat is killer in the beginning but the shower you take after will make it all worth while. Today i'm not sore in the least (which is probably because the heat is all curing) and my skin has never been this soft.
XOXO
-there is no time like the now, sweat it out girlies
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