THE RELUCTANT YOGI
HELLO HOT YOGIS!
Welcome to Hiatus 24, your newfound sanctuary devoted to nurturing your mind, body, and soul. .
We’ve crafted a space aimed at fostering community and genuine connections. I am so excited to embark on this new journey with all of you!
If you know me then you’d think opening a yoga studio is pretty off-brand.
I talk fast, I walk fast, I’m impatient and have no time for nonsense. I’m loud and tense and always busy. (Doesn’t quite scream, yogi! I know!)
I’ve never been particularly introspective. The only mantra I knew was “work hard, play hard.”
I had my out-of-control teen years era.
My career driven producer by day, party girl by night era.
Stressed out new mom, launching tv shows era.
Drinking is now a problem era.
Sober, successful, and VERY stressed-out era.
BUSY was my superpower and I wore it like a badge of honor.
Not quite the resume for a new yoga studio owner.
I tried yoga on and off for years – but I found it to be rather inefficient. I felt Savasana was a real time suck!
I hated the pressure of “breathing on cue” I hated the counting! I had too many other things to think about and I was NOT adding special breathing into the mix!
When I started getting “fit” I thought I’d give hot yoga a shot.
My first class was a nightmare – total disaster. It was SO hot I thought I’d died and gone straight to hell. I couldn’t breathe. Everyone in the class was a supermodel and I was an uncoordinated sweaty red tomato. I was firmly in the “I hate hot yoga” camp.
A year or so later, Urban Exhale, opened by my house in Los Angeles. They advertised for Restorative Hot Yoga. Long deep stretches in heat?! “Yes, PLEASE! Now we are talking!” My body is and always has been TIGHT. VERY TIGHT.
I went to my first HOT Restorative class and it was HOT but it was AMAZING. I got used to the heat and started taking the more advanced classes. My lord – now that was hard. I liked working out hard – so I thought this WAS efficient – hard workout plus the heat was a bonus to stretch my perpetually tight muscles.
I still had zero intention of following along with the “breath” and I was always the first one out of the room - the second Savasana was over. I didn’t “get it”.
BUT I loved the heat, the sweat, the torture.
Then the studio closed for over a year because of the pandemic.
I’ll never forget my first day back – in our new individual pods. The heat melted my muscles, my body finally felt relief! I was back in full rotation. Boxing and Hot Yoga and was in the best shape of my life.
