That Bikram aint no sissy!

This is me after a Bikram Yoga class. I'm clinging to life in this moment, dead behind the eyes. (For further reference see Audrina, The Hills) It's so hot. The only thing that keeps me going is 1) Roxanne, the cool hippie chick who teaches the class 2) The hot bodies (literally) that I'm surrounded by. I want to be able to sit down and see my ab muscles. I wonder if people who have 6 packs, (see Joe 6 pack) do they just sit around and stare at their muscles in the mirror? I don't know, it's going to be hard. See my earlier post "Dear Food." I love the concept of yoga. It's all about breathing while stretching and pushing your body to places you never imagined. Ha. See? I'm such a yogi. Hardly...My main focus is not on breathing, it's on making it through the class without passing out, or dying. I died. A few times. I'm going back. Shout out to anyone who does this on the regular.