10 Real Struggles Only Hot Yoga Lovers Understand
A heated room can totally transform the way you practice. (Think: deeper stretches and a seriously skyrocketing heart rate during sun salutations.)
Here, a few problems that all hot yogis know are too legit.
1. We can never have enough towels
The greatest gift: a fresh towel for a hot yogi. We need one for blotting (read: mopping), another to anchor our hands to that drenched mat, and one more just for security.
2. We’re endlessly debating: shorts vs. pants
If we wear pants, we risk overheating. But if we wear shorts, we’re 97 percent more likely to faceplant during crow. (Tree pose will actually be 100 percent impossible.) Knee sweat is real, people.
3. We get distracted by our pedicures in seated forward bends
What? Sometimes our drishti wanders. Might as well multitask while we’re down there, right? (Uh, probably wrong.)
4. We know hands-on assists are gross (but we still love them)
Getting to class and finding out there will be an assistant working the room is like winning the yoga lottery. (Can we make that a thing, BTW?) We’re grossed out that their hands are touching so many sweaty bods, while simultaneously using Jedi mind tricks to get them to come push on our hips, stat.
5. We need to wring out our boobs
This is a judgment-free zone. Sometimes, for the larger-chested set, all that sweat just manifests. And when you’re halfway through a 90-minute class and you’re feeling water-logged, it feels kinda (really) good to give the girls a squeeze.
6. We use that step forward into crescent lunge as an opportunity to grab a tiny towel and blot our forehead, neck, and upper lip
Come on, you’ve done it, too. That towel is just so close. Our legs are in the pose while we’re blotting, we swear.
7. We’re beet red for hours
But we’re just gonna call it a post-yoga glow.
8. We. Must. Shower. Immediately
There’s no such thing as post-yoga brunch. Yoga, shower, then brunch. That middle step is absolutely crucial.
9. We shed tears in savasana
You settle into half-pigeon, the instructor cues up “This Woman’s Work,” and bam, you find yourself sobbing into your block. Hot yoga bonus: Those tears can totally be masked as excessive eye sweat, and your audible sobs are clearly just ujjayi-in-progress.
10. We dream of cold, eucalyptus-scented towels.
Placed delicately over our eyelids while enjoying a blissed-out savasana. Namaste, indeed.
This article was originally published on www.womenshealthmag.com