I woke up this morning at 4:50am, hungry and confused, and by the time I came to my senses, I realized I was sitting at the dining room table, in the dark, half-way through a bowl of cinnamon chex (which I hate) with soymilk and…the kicker…pistachio nuts in the shell sprinkled on top. Luckily I had been eating around the pistachio nuts, or so I hope. If I swallowed any of those, I’m sure it will become apparent by tomorrow morning at the latest.
After mostly finishing that bowl, I went back to sleep until my 6:00am alarm went off. It was an hour that passed in that hazy way where you could swear you’ve been lying there awake the whole time, but the alarm goes off an hour later and sure enough, you had been sleeping after all. Despite a fairly tight hip, I deduced that soreness was mostly due to massage and two straight days of yoga and lots of doctor mandated deep stretching, and decided not to use it as an excuse to hit the snooze button and skip morning yoga.
I managed to get to yoga with 3 minutes to spare before the door was locked with me on the outside. I can’t tell you how many times in the past I got my butt out of bed for 6:30 yoga, was 30 seconds late, and had no choice but to pack up and drive home, leaving a full parking meter behind for the next person.
The body warmed up nicely, and I finally got to test the heart rate of a bikram class. Check out this crazy graph!

bikram heart rate

The monitor worked through most of the workout, with the exception of a few poses where you lay on your stomach on the soaking wet towel and mat. Something about soaking wet compression messes with it, so it would make a big lull and mess with the averages during the second half of the session. The spikes between 1 hour and 90 minutes should not dip down as low between peaks…they should look more like the section between 20 and 45 minutes, but we can use our imagination.
Regardless, heart rate averaged 116 and maxed at 166 for 90 minutes!!!! I find it hard to do that on a bike! Turns out this is aerobic exercise after all, disguised as stretching.