The Big Sign I Missed In My First Yoga Class
My body talks to me. Sometimes I choose not to listen.
I didn’t make it through my first yoga class. That should have been a sign.
About three-quarters of the way through class, I lost my vision. The room went black. Luckily, I had set my mat up near the back of the room and I somehow managed to make it to the door without seeing or knowing where I was going. I had to get out. I was going to pass out.
The room-temperature air of the lobby was a relief after the suffocating heat and humidity of the classroom. I sat down on a chair and breathed, waiting for my vision to come back. Waiting for the feeling of lightheadedness to dissipate. I wasn’t sure if I could go back in. I waited until the class was in Savasana before rejoining to lie down on my mat. That, at least, I could handle. That should have been a sign.
At the end of class I asked the teacher why this experience happened to me. Still not thinking straight, I hypothesized my lightheadedness was the result of a sudden drop in blood sugar (what I meant to say was that my blood pressure …