Everyone's heard of hot yoga, but we here in Haines have been practicing cold yoga. The dance studio where we practice is in the dilapidated, aging Chilkat center. There is no boiler in the building and according to the radio station manager (they have their studio in the building) the guys who were coming to replace the boiler hit a moose on the way down from Anchorage. Oh and the guys that were coming to fix the rotting roof... they went moose hunting instead. It must be September.
Cold yoga's not so bad, actually. Layers, as in any Alaskan endeavor, are key. Socks until you do your first down-dog and want your feet to stick, a hat until you're warmer, 3 layers on top until you can feel the heat coming out of your chest. Leg warmers, that 80s staple, until the end of class when you put all those other clothes back on for shavasana. Bikram has nothing on the community building of cold yoga.
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