Here is a hilarious yet totally embarrassing hot yoga story from reader FunSally , who shared her wardrobe malfunction in our Yoga Stretch and Tell group . This is a little story of my first hot yoga class. I was surprised to see mostly men there and, out of a class of 20, only three other women. I was already sweating before we even got started. It was really hot, and it wasn’t long before sweat was dripping off me. My mat had a pool of my sweat on it, and I was really having trouble not slipping as I did my moves. For one move, I was sitting on my mat, and we reached for our big toes, spread our legs apart as far as we could, and rolled onto our backs. I was feeling really exposed. When we stood up again and turned to the front of the room. I saw myself in the mirror. I couldn’t believe it. My white Danskin was just that – a skin. I was embarrassed that my shorts and top were totally see-through. It was as if I was doing the class naked in
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Tales From the Fit Community: Unintentional Naked Yoga


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