365: Red; January 14, Chili, Not Hot Yoga

Back in July, my eldest got the "great" idea we should do a 30-day hot yoga challenge.

Not being "yogis" at the time, meaning having been only twice previously, many years previously, in a hot yoga studio, I was intimidated.

However, in order to have a daily to-do with my lovely child, and not to be outdone by someone 24 years my junior, I agreed.

The first week was not fun. At ALL. One learns very quickly what not to eat (anything fatty), when not to eat (no closer to class than 2 hours) and how much water to drink (lots, but not right before class), in order to manage class and to not barf.

Six months on, I love it. A LOT.

I had great intentions last night but hunger got the better of me so I traded hot yoga for hot, stuffed chillies.