Yesterday's class was brutal. It was day 14. Jimmy and I went to the 530 class. I thought I had enough water in me. We were at the hotter studio in town. I thought I was used to the heat in that studio by now.
I thought the teacher was keeping us in postures forever, yet we finished 3 minutes early. By the time I got to the floor I was a wreck. I couldn't stay in the postures during spine series and camel about killed me. Pushing my hips forward for camel just felt like too much. Like I would crack open my chest and just vomit as soon as I came out. I was restless, noisy and not a disciplined practioner like I usually am. I was lucky to make it through class and get out alive.
Sitting on the bench after class, talking to Jimmy, I just looked at him and said "I can't hear you, my ears are plugged for some reason". He just laughed and said "you are dehydrated".
Day 15, please be a good class!