Habits Are Hard to Break

Well, Bikram didn't last more than a week.  Last update, I had completed the first two classes, the next four went like this:   Class Three-Best class I had been a part of so far.  I think because the class before was so difficult for me, I was expecting the same but found that I was able to participate more than I had been able before and I wasn't overwhelmed with the heat.   Class Four- I was very, very tired.  I had taken an evening class the day before, getting out at 9:45.  I was in bed by 11:00 but had a horrible time sleeping and was back up at 5:15 for the 6 a.m. class.  I was able to participate most of the time but just drained.  That day at work I barely was able to function, I knew I pushed myself physically too far and was in serious regret mode.  My productivity level was embarrassing, so much that I went to my boss at the end of the day and apologized.   Class Five-I felt GREAT at this class. This was on Friday, my day off so I was able to sleep in a little later than usual and felt refreshed.  After class four, an instructor gave me a couple tips to help with my postures and it really improved my practice this class.  I left feeling really proud.  Strangely enough, as soon as I got home I threw up.  The nausea came out of nowhere, I assume it was because I drank too many liquids too fast immediately following class. After throwing up I felt normal.   Class Six-I struggled quite a bit.  This was the hottest feeling class and I think everyone around me agreed, people around me were dropping to their mats like flies.  This was the first class since class two that I had to bargain with myself just to stay in the room.  After class, I made sure to slowly drink my water so that I didn't get sick again, and it worked.   I would have gladly gone the next day but they were closed for staff appreciation.  I still practiced yoga though, a few of my girlfriends and I took a Standup Paddleboard Yoga class at Float on Yoga which was a ton of fun and challenging in a different way.  I actually noticed that I had improved in some positions and then struggled with a few that I hadn't before, not sure what was up with that.     Unfortunately, without going all TMI, I think I managed to catch some sort of bug or parasite from the lake because I spent Monday-Thursday in the bathroom.  After farting in the first class I was petrified to go back to yoga, I am sure it is obvious what I was concerned would happen.   Friday I finally felt 100% after some prescription meds but I didn't attend go to a class. Boyfriend and I had a day date and I just didn't want to honestly.  I started thinking that while I enjoy the practice of yoga, I think going everyday was just too much for me.  After the way it drained me on the prior Thursday, I realized it needs to be in serious moderation.  Not to mention, if I took an evening class I only saw Baby for the 20 minutes we were up in the morning on our way to daycare.   So now I am trying to figure out what is next to keep me active.  I don't think I'm completely done with yoga itself, but I think I am with Bikram.  It isn't something I can just pick up and drop off like I can with regular yoga because of the adjustment it takes to accept the heat.  My brother just moved back into town and knows his stuff (so he says) around a gym so I am working on convincing him to join my gym so he can be the boss of me for once and tell me what to do around the gym.  All I know is I am ready to break the habit of being lazy.