Lately, I find inspiration from the strangers who’s videos appear on my for you page. As someone who desperately needs a routine, I was captivated by a hot sculpt video and booked a class. It took everything inside of me not to cancel. I suffer from anxiety and sometimes anxiety gets the best of me and wins. The class was full, we were packed in there like sardines. I intentionally chose a spot in the back row. I overheard someone say “It’s like the 2 train during rush hour.”
He wasn’t that far off. The heat was similar to the subway platform on a hot Summer’s day. It was sweaty, it was steamy. You know when you’re sweating so much the sweat rolls down your face to your lips and you taste it. That was it. It was nonstop movement to a superb playlist - think TikTok Finance mash up meets HOT TO GO! meets Hozier. I was singing along at one point. That never happens. Also laugh out loud. Time flew, until it didn’t. Thank God my row was the row that would lie in child’s pose from time to time. I took my own water breaks and wish I brought two more bottles. One to drink, another to throw on myself and another to throw on my face towel to wipe my face. My fingers were pruny by the end. Maybe this could help my Raynaud’s….
My review sounded like this
I’m going to go back.
And with that,
We’ll always have Sunday