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I did hot yoga once in Iowa City about 6 years ago. I was in decent shape and signed up for a session. There were about two dozen people at the session, almost all were middle aged, and I vividly remember one older couple I would guess in their upper 60s who were nearly naked.
About 15 minutes into it, my vision started getting fuzzy, and I had to lay down. I was staring up at the ceiling when the instructor came over to me and asked if I was okay. "Yes, but can I just go out of the room for a minute?" She told me no, I couldn't, because the temperature change would 'shock my system.'
So I laid or sat there for another 30 minutes or so, surrounded by people decades older than me contorting their thin, nearly naked bodies with ease. Every one in a while I would attempt something pathetic like a butterfly stretch. That was my first and last time at hot yoga or any other type of yoga.
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