I have just come out at the better end of my second-worst near death experience (the first being when I was in the Costa Rican rainforest on the back of a cantering horse and all of a sudden night falls, and its pitch black within fifteen minutes). Hot Bikram Yoga.Five minutes in and I thought I was going to die. As flexible as an 85-year old and about as toned as the Muffin Man, it was pain, pain, pain. Now, 90 minutes after the class finished, I think I might go again tomorrow. I must be part sadist.
