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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

finally, I did it.

I completely surprised myself today. I mean, really, I did something that I've never ever done. Sure, I've thought about it before. I've even felt guilty because I've felt like I should do it. But still, it just hadn't happened. So I stopped expecting it.


Which is why I was so surprised to sweat profusely this afternoon.

Turns out if you do an hour and a half of yoga at 55% humidity and in 97 degree heat, you will sweat like a pig. Or like a man. Or like a man-pig.

And it seems I had no problem making up for lost time. I was sweating for all of the years of dance class in which I was dry as a bone; all of the great big mammoth numbers I have done in musicals in which I never sweat a drop; every last finale of A Chorus Line in which my lungs have felt like they were going to pop from all the synchronized singing and dancing while my body was dry and cool.

I think I might have even been sweating for my mom, who never sweats either. Heck, isn't it true that dogs don't sweat? Toss them in the pile, then; I was sweating for all the canines too.

See, I've done yoga before, but never hot yoga. And I probably wouldn't have done it today either, but by the time I realized what it was, I was already in the room, mat in hand trying to breathe through the thick air of the little known tropical forrest that apparently resides in Newark Shopping Center.

And all I could think of through the whole ordeal was how great it was going to be once I got out of that room, once I could breathe some fresh air.

And I was right. Once we were in our resting position at the end of class, our instructor opened up the doors to the outside and it felt like life. Like the first desperate gulp of oxygen at birth. Like the news that your tax bill for $771.00 due in a few weeks is just a joke, isn't Delaware hilarious? Because why would you have to pay taxes for a school system that you have never once used? Good one, DE, good one.

When I went home I proudly made Drew feel my soaked through shirt and I'll admit that I am more than a little excited to have joined the club of People Who Sweat.

And honestly? I'm totally going to go back.

10 comments:

Mandy and Jack said...

Congratulations on all the body fluid! I've heard that hot yoga is BRUTAL! I don't think I'm tough enough for it!

Maybe it's a tall girl thing - I'm not a sweater either. Or maybe it's because I grew up in Texas. :)

Jessica Latshaw said...

Well maybe if you neglect to read the fine print on a yoga class schedule some day, you'll find yourself there by accident, too--and I am positive you are tough enough! I mean, you do tae kwon do!!! and I probably just spelled that wrong:/

beingawesome said...

welcome to the people who sweat club. i've been a proud member since birth :)

peaj said...

Congratulations, I guess. I'm not surprised that once you start doing something that you would do it really really well.

Cute opening paragraph. Oh, and dogs sweat through the bottoms of their feet.

merry said...

and then you ate a plate of Malaysian food with some friends.

sarah said...

jess! that sounds so cool! where in newark is it?

Jessica Latshaw said...

It's called Empowered Yoga and it's in Newark Shopping Center--I bet you'd love it!

jdig said...

jess is it property taxes? make sure you dont already pay them with your mortgage. our mortgage company every year "forgets" the taxes then we get the bill. then we call them and they then pay it. so check that out....

Jessica Latshaw said...

oh thanks, Josh--that's a really good idea--I'll do that! It's just really annoying because we have never once used the DE public schools while there are tons of renters who DO, you know? BUt I will check it and make sure that it's not supposed to be rolled in with the mortgage!

Michele said...

Unfortunately Jess, even the elderly have to pay school taxes. It is definitely something that needs to be looked into.