Last night I planned to hit up a simple yoga basics class, but was talked into taking a hot ashtanga flow class instead. I ended up staring at my sweaty self for almost an hour.
You see, the hot studio recently underwent some renovations, one of which was a mirror added to the length of the class (there used to be one just at the short end front of the class). Now instead of facing the old short front, we all turn our mats and face the long mirrored side of the class room. I suppose it’s so more people can see their form in the mirror. All I know is that if you’re late, like I was yesterday, you get stuck right in front of the mirror. Staring at yourself. And if you’re as close as I was yesterday, you’re also trying not to break the mirror during a sun salutation.
After taking an entire hot yoga class placed strategically right in front of myself a mirror, I have made some very important observations.
Observation #1: I sweat… like, a lot during hot yoga.
Like drip drown my balls a lot. My entire body was crying sweating.
At one point I was folded over, watching the sweat drip down my nose and onto the mat in front of me and I actually starting to sing Get Low in my head. In my brain it was something like this:
However, on the outside I just held my pose and breathed.
Observation #2: I have big brown eyes.
And by “eyes” I really mean puppies. Melons. Lady lumps. Flotation devices.
I didn’t think I was wearing an exposing top, yet my cleavage still looked like a giant, shiny, sweaty mountains. I made a mental note to start wearing turtlenecks to class. Does Lululemon make yoga turtlenecks?
Observation #3: I have a lot of work to do.
At times I noticed that my shoulders weren’t squared, I was sticking my ass out, or I was misaligned. If I got a progress report to bring to my mom after class, I’m sure it would read something like this:
Dear Ms. Vazquez,
Your daughter really needs to work on everything when it comes to yoga. Except for shavasana. She seems to do that okay.
Sincerely,
Yoga
Observation #4: It’s really hard not to stare at yourself when you have no where else to look.
I tried looking up. I tried looking down. I tried squinting so everything was a blur.
Observation #5: Waterproof makeup does work.
On the bright side, I did confirm that my waterproof eyeliner and mascara (that were applied in the morning before work) are indeed waterproof. If only I could say the same for my hair.
Have you ever had to take any fitness class in front of a mirror? How does it make your feel?
I Sweat Pretty 