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The language of love: my Paris yoga experience

On my seventh morning in Paris, I am reflecting on the amazing urban yoga retreat I've been on. By the time I leave tomorrow, I will have attended a total of 6 classes, thanks to a briliant schedule put together for me by my personal #yogayoda Yogateau

Really, truly: yoga is my passport.

This is the first time I’ve had the anchor of the practice while here, in the City of Light, although I’ve been here many times. It’s also the first time I’ve had such a homebase thanks to my sister, who now lives here, which of course also makes an enormous difference.

But the yoga?

That's been amazing.

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and you beam like the sun

credit: www.minds.comI have watched this little video clip now about 10 times in a row. I cannot get enough of it, of the way that Russell Brand strings words together, builds these massive sentences, uses his hands.

And naturally, there's what he says.

Truly, Russell Brand is some kind of genius and he beams like the sun.

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on a quest, again: new mat

credit: www.yogateau.comFirst, the good news. After a long hiatus and many fits and starts, I am finally, finally back on my mat.  YES!

After months of indecision, I had the sudden realization that there was only one place to go, one thing to do. So back I went to 8:30 Saturday class with Laura. Perfect!

The bad news? Ugh, I need a new mat.

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bikram-proof mascara

Mac X, decidedly not Bikram-proofSince we started going to Bikram classes at Red Dragon Yoga, it's been endless laundry around here. We've both been doing a lot of sweating -- insane, copious amounts of sweating-- hence, the every-other-day loads of wash.  

After class, my clothes are soaked, my yoga towels are soaked, and by the time I get home for a shower, so is the towel I bring to put down on the seat of the car.  I live in horror of the cloth seats in the rental car I'm driving these days developing that fuggy, swampy gym smell.  Absolutely gruesome amounts of sweat.

Or should I say: good amounts.

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Anusari in Bikram-land

So now I've taken a total of three Bikram yoga classes and I think I'm getting the hang of it. I won't lie: there still comes a moment in each class when the heat is so intense that I wonder at it.  I wonder why I'm doing it.  This moment when it's equal parts glory and hell, delight and torture.

And then I take a deep breath and keep going. 

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