… and my Bikram yoga journey continues.
I took it a little easier at the 9:30 am class, so that I’d have some juice left for 7:30 pm Master Class with Ida Ripley tonight. Turns out that, while some things, like scoops, shots and Bubble, are good doubled, other things, like chins, bets and trouble, are not.
I don’t have enough juice for a double-class day.
With 37 participants, the hot room was channeling Hell, and all I could think of was, “I paid $25 for this.”
But I made it through to the end. And before I write one single more thing about my double-yoga-day, I’m going to bed. I’ve earned it and I need it.
Oy.
Love Notes from the Lake
Get Roxanne’s latest news here!
Related Posts
A Love Note to Ruth September 2, 2025 Ruth, in her favourite spot, behind the lens. Gotcha, didn't I?[...]
Dallas meets The Thorn Birds, anyone? Don't get the reference? Don't worry, you probably don't have grey hair yet! [...]
Picking up the Pace We all know the breathless feeling that comes from a story picking up the pace. Your[...]


