The other day I tried hot yoga. Have you heard of it? You go into a room that is 35 degrees with a high humidity level and then delude your mind and body into thinking it is fun to hold yourself in positions that take extreme balance and concentration. Neither of which I have.
Here I am balancing,
hinging forward,
extending my arms forward,
stretching my leg to the wall behind me,
lifting my core,
relaxing my shoulders,
having a party on my face,
and I look down and see...
really dirty feet. Egads!
Now I have to spend the next 45 minutes pretending no one else can see my filthy feet.
That's what I get for wearing flip flops before its dry outside.
But, you know what?
It was a lot of fun!