Okay, I admit I haven’t been keeping up with my Pounds updates as often as I would have liked or as often as I previously said I would. My last Pounds post was exactly 11 weeks ago. (I just realized that 11 weeks is close to three months! Eek!) Well, during this hiatus, I admit I stopped running, I stopped using Wii Fit consistently, and I rarely made an effort to break a sweat. I did, however, manage to do 20-30 womanly push ups almost every day along with two sets of 10-15 ab rolls with my ab roller. Still, this was significantly less than what I set out to do. (Thank goodness my weight hasn’t increased dramatically or else I would be sitting here seriously depressed and disappointed.) I’m now at the point where I just want to lose the extra baggage that I picked up these last two years so I’m willing to try anything. It’s desperation time.
A, my exercise buddy (EB) and fellow fatty, told me about Bikram Yoga or “hot yoga” (26 yoga poses repeated twice in a 105 degree F room for 90 minutes — thank you Google). Her friend, G, had suggested it to her because he knew she wanted to get into shape and he had lost eight pounds after just two weeks of starting Bikram Yoga. Hopefully, it wasn’t his water weight. When A told me she wanted us both to do it, I was not too convinced I wanted to take a yoga class (I’m no pretzel) let alone do yoga poses in an insanely hot room (A’s words: “You sweat so much it looks like you took a shower in your clothes”). But A was my EB and I needed to support her in this endeavor. I figured that if a person with zero flexibility was willing to do it, I might as well go check it out.
Fast forward to last Monday when I found myself standing outside of the Irvine location of Bikram Yoga. A, her friend L, and I were there to inquire about the two weeks of unlimited hot yoga we saw advertised on their site for $29 and about Bikram yoga in general. (Seriously, who has ever heard of Bikram yoga?) Walking in, this facility looked clean, cool, and calm. The locker room/bathroom/showers looked like a spa (or what I assume spas to look like). So far, my impression of Bikram Yoga was on the positive side. Then I peered through the circular window of the door separating me from the Yoga poses and the 105 degree temperature. Sweat was pouring off people by the bucket. They were in positions that looked to me would be painful and uncomfortable. Yet the fat girl in the front (in skimpy clothes, no less) to the old man in the back all looked like they could handle it. When the lady at the front desk asked if we had decided if we wanted to sign up, A, L, and I were giving each other hesitant looks questioning whether we could handle it. Voicing our concerns about the heat and the ability to do the positions, another worker asked us if we watched the first Transformers movie. (Luckily, A and I had just watched Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen during the weekend and decided to watch Transformers the day before to understand it.) She asked, “Like in movie when Sam asks Mikaela “Don’t you want to be able to say you had the guts to get into the car?”, don’t you want to say that you went into the room?”.
So here I am signed up for two weeks of unlimited Bikram Yoga. This better make me lose weight.
(I’ll get to my first day of Bikram Yoga in another post.)
Current Weight: Driver’s License + 13 pounds
Weight Difference from 03/03/03: -4lbs
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