Then proceed to go balls to the wall and kill yourself for EVERY SINGLE POSTURE. This will ensure that by the time you get to camel you are throwing up a little bit in your mouth because you have pushed yourself so ridiculously hard under the guise of not acting like a jackass (re: trying to be strong and show off a bit in the front row because yoga crush, who doesn't even know you are alive and is not paying any attention to you is in the class).
Sit on the bench in the lobby for 10 full minutes after class recovering because you truly just can't go get dressed. A recipe for disaster. God I'm stupid sometimes.
On the bright side, once I was in my car and recovering more I actually thought "gee, that was kind of fun to kick my own ass like that!"
Sometimes I think I play it too "safe" in that room and maybe today was just the push I needed to show myself how much harder I could be working! After all, I feel great right now! It certainly didn't hurt me one bit!