I seriously thought I was going to die this morning - really.
I haven't been to my hot yoga class in months (because the last time I went, I thought I was going to die). I went with two girlfriends, so there was back-up and witnesses, in case the need arose.
It was 98.6 degrees and 60% humidity - the kind of air that's hard to breathe it's so thick. I did okay, but I could. not. stop. panting. Not even breathing, PANTING!
The best part of the class was when it was over. I am sore, I feel good, and most of all, I am breathing normally again. Finally.
I should probably update my emergency call list.
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