I took the 5pm at BYL on Sunday. Rachel was teaching again. I didn't see her at sign in but was clocked pretty much immediately. I moved to the opposite side of the room right by the huge wall heating vents. Maybe I was hoping they were like BYJ's heating vents which spit out cool air at certain moments...err no. I was cooking. After under eating and drinking on Friday I over did it. I was super full from a lovely catch up breakfast with old school friends which was followed by a protein snack washed down with four litres of water. Very uncomfortable.
Jet lag was not a valid excuse today. I was pushed for slacking and reminded as I sat out of Camel it will be worse in September. I dug deep and managed half the second set. That putrid feeling was washing over me again. I sat out of the final stretching and barely twisted in final spinal. Poor effort but I was spent. I bolted straight after class which was a shame as a girl I met at BYJ last month was there & I really wanted to say hi.
Let it go, leave it on the mat. I returned today, Tuesday for the 12:30pm. Different instructor today, Nicky who usually teaches in Manchester. Rachel was there and advised me to move my position as I was too close to the outside wall which is deemed the cool spot. (bugger!!!!!) I moved and ended up under a ceiling fan which didn't really make any difference to the heat & actually made me dizzy staring at it in savasana!
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