bikram. torture. chamber.

OMG it felt like a torture chamber in the yoga room today. Hot, humid, crowded. Was not appreciating the teacher or the group energy. My knee was hurting during class (but luckily feels better after.) It was just ugh mixed with yuck mixed with angst. But you know what? It passed. When I got into the changing room, I had a text message from a friend asking me to meet up for a drink. I called her and said that I needed food way more than I needed a drink so we met up to chow on Chipotle. We laughed and laughed and ate and laughed and it was just what I needed. Yay for yoga and friends!