Hot but not bothered

Claire gets hooked on Hot Yoga…

My yoga journey began back in – hmmmm, I don’t seem to remember the date, it was so long ago –  when I was eight years old, doing village hall yoga with my mum.

Fond memories of Swaying Tree pose, giggling, lack of focus and face planting from me and trumping from the old ladies (though I’m sure mum would string me up for sharing that particular snippet of information!)…

Little did I know that later in my life and with my own 9-year old I’d rediscover yoga. Minus the trumping, I might add, and with a lot more glistening – because yes, even ladies sweat in Hot Yoga.

Now, I’ve always been into fitness. That’s where I met my BYBB buddy June, kicking and punching in what we fondly referred to as the red room of pain at Suggy’s Gym, and in the 28 years I’ve been training, I’ve dipped in and out of yoga with different strains or genres.

So at the back at the end of last year, off I trotted to a restorative yoga session with my buddy Jess. I wanted to be in the yoga gang, even bought the full outfit – well, a girl’s gotta look the part, right?!

Rocking up at this studio in Nottingham, we were what I can only describe as pleasantly surprised. We’d come upon a kitsch Notting Hill-esque yoga studio with chandeliers, music and a corporate hippy vibe. Things always happen as they are supposed to, eh?

Let’s be honest here, starting your yoga journey isn’t all beautiful stretching poses. It’s going to take a while to find your chi and, until you do, you’ll probably bear more than a passing resemblance to an elephant face planting! But stick with it and wow, yoga truly is peace and health from within.

Half way through that first session, Jess was ready to kill me. It’s hard and it’s called HOT for a reason, after all – even in a restorative workshop, you’re in a studio with temperatures of up to 40 degrees, where just mastering breathing is hard enough without knocking out a Double Downward Dog.

But we did it, it was epic and now I’m hooked. There are some amazing inspirational ladies and gents in the sessions (yes, you boys can yoga too!) and I can ujjayi breathe in a hot room with the best of them…

As most of you know, I’ve struggled for years with an adrenal problem. But add yoga, a few months off work sprinkled with a life crisis, et voilà! – no adrenal problem. I’m not saying yoga alone fixed me but I truly believe it’s helped, along with the continued meditation journey I’ve been on, from Mayan sweat lodge to shamanic inner dance. But that’s another story – watch this space for it coming soon!

Peace out, be you but betters

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