Kiss My Bikram Goodbye!

Okay, so about a week ago I decided to get off my lazy ass and put the fishy crackers away. I'm putting myself in a hole and becoming more and more depressed. I had heard alot about Bikram yoga, and decided to give it a try.

What is Bikram Yoga? you ask. Well, basically it's torture the first few times. You do a number of yoga poses in a room that has a temperature of 105 degrees and 40% humidity. All lasting 90 minutes.

When I first heard about it, I was so psyched for it. I love shit like this and I'm naturally really flexible and more into finding my "center" then running.  I got a week pass at the Bikram Yoga studio in my area for $20, which is a kick ass deal. I ended up only going once. Once was enough to make me never want to go again.

Right when I walked into the studio it was ice cold. It felt great. I had my towel in one hand and a dinkey water bottle in the other. The instructor told me to buy a yoga mate and a bigger water bottle. I followed orders. I walk into the "hot" room and mentally kick my own ass for getting into this. I hated the heat in that room already. Thirty minutes into the session, I'm dripping sweat, as are many others. I start to feel like I'm going upchuck all over my mat. I run out of the room into the ice cold room and sit on one of the benches with my head between my knees. The skinny bitch instructor comes out and forces me back into the room. I do as I'm ordered and do the poses for another 40 minutes  I start to feel sick AGAIN and leave the room, heading straight for the toilet and gagging into the toilet (nothing comes up). The instructor, who has a headset on and is still talking to the class, comes in and points me back to the room. I do as I'm told and stick it out for the rest of class.
IT WAS FUCKING TORTURE! Not for me.

I'm not telling you this to scare you, because when I got home and showered, I felt a lot better and had a lot of energy that day. I also felt clean.

A few of factors played into why my Bikram yoga experience sucked:

1. I woke up an hour before with nothing my my stomache. Usually, you should eat 2-3 hours PRIOR to the class. I hadn't eaten since about 8pm the night before...
2. I felt sick because I was VERY dehydrated. So drink TONS of water before and after. Especially if you are going to continue. You sweat out all the water you drink and you need to hydrate hydrate hydrate!
3. I was new, and the first two times (or so I hear) are really hard.

So make sure you don't end up like I did. Making a jackass out of yourself. I know alot of you are stronger then I am and can take it. I'm a pussy. :)

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Oh SHIT!

Okay, so the past few days have been a blur, up until yesterday. Osama the motherfucker has been shot and killed. THANK GOD!
I'm not one to condone violence and I hate war, but when a man as horrible as Osama is killed, I'm okay with it. He not only killed millions, he lead others to follow suite. I hope he burns in hell next to Hitler.

Today, I was an idiot and acted like a five year old with her mother's cellphone...except I'm 19 and its my cell. Luc Carl had posted tweet that said "Forward all my calls to the Rainbow Bar. Be there for three hours" or something like that. SO, me being the idiot i am, called the Rainbow Bar. Here is how the call went:

Me:dials number
Girl:"Rainbow, how may I help you?"
Me:"I want to leave a message for Luc."
Girl"Ummmmm who?"
Me: sweating "Luc ....Luc  Carl"
Girl: "What is the message?"
At this point I have no idea what to say.
Me: "Tell him I hope he had a good time in Ohio and welcome to LA" ( i know cause i read the blogs)
Girl: "Is there a Luc here?"
I hear in the background "Me" and someone say "hangup on them!"
Me: Hangs up phone "SHIT!!!"

Okay, so after this I'm on a high. I tweet my little monster friends telling them what I had done. Luc DMs me (direct message) and I FREAK THE FUCK OUT. He tells me,

"I know. I was sitting here. I'm enjoying myself :) don't call back they're busy!"

At this point I feel like a piece of shit and don't want to be thought of as a stalker...cause I swear i thought others would call to. But what's done is done.

 

Then I was on my phone trying to DM him my apology, and I noticed I couldn't. So I assumed (you know what they say when you assume!) and made a HUGE deal out of him unfollowing me (or so i thought) and told him, "@luccarl unfollowed me, so sad!" and he tweeted me saying "@MonsterMaryRose you're so sweet :)"

 

 

So I am very very sorry Luc If I annoyed you in anyway. I swear I'm not really like this. I am a very respectful person, but for some reason my brain wasn't working today. Hope I didn't ruin your fun. :((