Yoga Fail! Epic Fail.

Today I tried out a new yoga studio, about four minutes from my house. I had a groupon. It was something called warm power yoga, done by very fit, strong people who could kick my fat ass around the block- while still doing their yoga power breathing.

I could not finish the class. While trying to mash my forehead into my knee and staying in a lunge, I realized that something terrible was going to happen. I was either going to pass out or vomit. I was so dizzy and shaky that either was a real possibility. I slipped out, and lay down on a bench.

Then I left. I could not face the fit people. I am ashamed of how fat and weak I am. How's that for honest blogging?

I am down, but not out. I will go back to a less strenuous, shorter class. I'll shove my rolls of fat into yoga pants or a swimsuit and go to yoga and to swimming. But right now I am wallowing - just a little - in sadness and disappointment.