Is It Hot In Here..... Or Just Me?

So, after much cajoling from my friend Lo and many assurances that it's amazing and I'd love it, today I went to my first Hot Yoga class. Now, clue being in the name I guessed that I would be sweating during the class. Little did I know that all I would know for the next hour and a half was sweat, mine mostly, but also belonging to the people around me. It dropped off noses, arms, backs. Every conceivable place. Now, being on the curvier side of a girl and not very bendy, I thought, this'll be a bit awkward. Which to be fair it was, having to accept help from the instructor to get your legs straight in the air is slightly embarrassing. But nonetheless, I did come out with a feeling of achievement (if slightly lightheaded). Next time however, I am hoping to get through it with slightly less flailing arms and wobbly legs and a bit more decorum.

Nonsensical x