Abigoliah Schamaun

Comedian, Yogi, Whiskey Enthusiast. 

ALL THE FITNESS!!!

ALL THE FITNESS!!!

*Originally posted April 26, 2016

Monday was a long day.  I woke up early to get ready to teach. Oh yes, that’s right I taught the 10am class at Bikram Yoga Highbury & Islington. I haven’t taught at class since I was in New York in February. I felt a bit rusty to be honest, it was fine I just stuck to the dialogue but given my large gap between teaching I didn’t offer too many personal corrections. When you get certified as a Bikram Yoga Teacher you learn what is know at “The Dialogue” it is a transcribed class taught by Bikram himself. Each posture is written out and you are expected to memorize it and teach it exactly like it’s written. Most teacher’s, my self included start to change things up after a while. But the original dialogue as written is succinct and when I’m tired of haven’t taught for a while it falls out of my mouth easily. It’s muscle memory at this point. You don’t think of how to tie your shoes anymore you just tie them. I don’t need to think about how to teach Half-Moon pose I can just go into “Arms up over your head sideways, interlock your fingers, release your index fingers cross your thumbs.” I could teach that in my sleep.

Next I went to a coffee shop to get some work done then at 4:30pm I went to Crossfit. By the way, I’m still doing Crossfit as I complete this challenge. I find that taking yoga after Crossfit helps alleviate my soreness and the two work outs compliment each other well. It’s not something I’d recommend for most people. I’m not doing Crossfit everydayI do yoga only twice a week. But in order to do it, I need to plan all my food and water to make sure I don’t get too tired. The main reason I don’t recommend it is that’s two and a half hours of exercise in one day not counting commuting. Go out and live your life instead. I don’t have a dayjob so I have ample time on my hands. Yes, I could be using that time to write jokes but you’d be surprised how much of “Joke writing” is actually just watching clips of runway models falling down on Youtube.

After and hour of lifting heavy things I took the train back uptown for a 6:30 Bikram class. When I walked in the door I was told Paul, the teacher had to get away right after class, thus could not stay and teach the 8:30.

“Abigoliah, will you teach it?”

There was nothing I wanted to do less. I had been planing to eat dinner at 8:30 and I was looking forward to that dinner. I’m just getting back into yoga. I don’t have the stamina to teach two classes and take one in a day.

“Sure.” I replied. “No problem.” I smiled an walked to the changing room to text Tom to tell him I wouldn’t be home for dinner.

Taking class was tricky, my arms were tired from the 40 some push-ups in Crossfit so when ever I had to raise them above my head they trembled. I didn’t feel week per say just fatigued. It was kind of a cool sensation. After class I felt Yoga High. A yoga high when you feel euphoric, light headed, and a bit loopy from a particularly hard and hot class is one of the best highs you can get. It last long enough for you to feel a bit silly and there’s no horrible moment of Oh my god what have I done? after the high is complete. Believe me I’ve done the necessary reasearch a yoga high is better than the other highs out there. It does however make teaching another class a bit tricky. After I took the 8:30pm class through the warm up series several the students them took a knee. “Is it hot in here?” They chuckled thinking I was joking. “No, seriously, you guys look more miserable than you should look. I can’t really feel anything right now, so let me know.” They conceded that is was a hotter than normal. Great I thought Off to a good start! Luckily, for me the students a Highbury are focused and strong people so as they were working their asses off I could sit on the podium and drool.

I got home at 11pm and Tom was so kind to have made and s
aved some bolognese for me. What a great boyfriend. After devouring a bowl I quickly fell asleep on the couch until Tom woke me up and suggested I go to the bed. I slept so hard. By the time Monday ended I thought it was Thursday. That’s how long the day felt.

This Morning I woke up feeling a little slow. Out of curiosity I stepped on the scale, after yesterday’s two and a half hours of exercise and four and a half hours of being in a heated room I had lost 3 pound in a day. It’s just water weight and it’s hopefully been replenished as I write this. It’s just interesting to know. I felt a bit sluggish all morning. I thought to myself, “I’ll get to work right after my first cup of coffee.” Then is was after my second. Then I’d get to work after lunch. Basically I spent the whole morning reading instead of getting any work done at all. Finally I pulled myself of the couch to take the 4:30pm class. I was dreading it. I had been drinking water all yesterday and today, but I thought there would be no way I’d be ready to take class again. And as I went through the seriesat 4:30 today, I was fine. I felt great. I even stayed after to work on my backbends. Monte taught and she has this amazing way of leading the postures that you feel like you’re floating through class. When I emerged from class at 6pm. I felt great! Ready to start the day! And now that the day was almost over I took note to just suck it up and get to class earlier. You’d think after 12 years of practice a girl would learn. Nope. Not me. Not ever.

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