to my 70-year-old “hot yoga” class instructor,
last night…well, last night you were rough on me. it was 120 degrees F in there. it’s usually only 105 F. so please do not blame me when i can’t use your breathing technique to stay in the room the entire time. the rewards from your class are endless & i love you, but last night the amount of people in there was one too many. can you please open the doors a few more times and let in some A/C when i see you next? i can’t believe i did not run out and have a minor heart attack last night. katie wants this for the both of us as well. thank you for listening. and please read some more inspirational quotes while we sweat buckets & perfect your poses. it makes the mind at ease while we are in sahara desert heat. it would be much appreciated.
“namaste,”
me
