Yoga Yenta's beware!!!

So it's official. Although I love having my edge, and enjoy being sarcastic feel something is going on with me. I know for a fact that I like this new empowerment that let's me say what I feel, and not let people use me as a door mat. Where it has come from, I have no idea. Maybe it's true, as a woman gets older, she settles in to her skin more. But although I enjoy this feeling, I also know that I do not want to become a certain someone. Being a b-i-t-c-h has its perks, and may be fun. But there is a fine line between being a bitch and being a ___________(you fill in the word you feel works for you.)
For some time now, I felt something missing from me. I needed peace, I needed quiet...I needed balance. I needed an outlet. Knitting, yeah want to do it...really I do. But have not made the time. Plus was hoping maybe someone else (who shall remain name-less) would knit me a handy-dandy coin purse. Reading & cooking, it's a passion of mine, nothing new to balance me out. So I found Hot Yoga.
Hot Yoga: a room that they heat up to 110 degrees farenheit to make your body sweat out toxins, burn fat, and to reduce risk of muscle injuries. Hot yoga....the place where you learn to make friend's with the people sweating along side you real fast. Hot yoga...a place where they do have showering facilities however you're only allowed a 3-minute shower should you elect to use the shower. And guess what! I love it! I can't get enough of it! Although a bit sore after my first class 2 weeks ago, I left with a HUGE smile on my face, realizing THIS is what I NEED. It cleared my mind, it forced me to breath...it gave me focus.
Once the class is finished, they allow you to rest on your mat and meditate (or get your whits back) or just refresh. They ask you to be mindful of the people around you who are still lingering about. They ask you to be concious of your voice leval's. **AND HERE BOYS & GIRLS IS WHERE I GO OFF ON TODAY"S TANGENT**.
Tuesday night I leave my office all psyched to get to Hot Yoga and work. I had brought my work out gear to change in to once I arrived, and with 15 minutes to go before the class started found some newbe's waiting to pay for their session. All they did was chatter, non-stop. They stood in the middle of the waiting area, taking up bench space, and blocking the entrance in to the HOT room. I took a deep breath and exhaled. Nothing would ruin my excitment for class, or darken my mood. The class was pretty uneventful, people getting int o their zones, grunting, trying not to explode,implode, fall in to a thousand pieces.
At the wrap up of the session, as we begin to meditate, with the lights out, the instructer hears murmurmering. Looking over, she notices the said girls from above chit-chatting in hushed tones. Loud enough to be annoying, but low enough not to really hear what they're saying. She asks them to be mindful of the people around her, and not to talk. They sulk. Once I am ready to leave, I go in to the locker room to gather my bag. THERE ARE THOSE SAME GIRLS! YAPPING AWAY....giving me the look like 'fuck off you're disturbing us' when I kindly ask them to excuse me as I scoot around. Chatting loudly about where they're discussing where they are going to go, who they're hanging out with etc. Why? Why do that here? Why not wait until you get to the parking lot? Why be unmindful of those in the other room who can hear your annoying peels of giggles? What the hell did you just get from your yoga session?
Because I know what I get from it. I am relaxed, I am at peace...and I like holding on to that feeling as long as possible. I am not saying I'm all high and mighty and the yoga guru of the world. Because I SO am NOT. But just get a grip. Squeely, giggly girls weren't attactive traits or fun to be around when I was in school. It hasn't changed for me now. So when I am at yoga, shut up...do your yoga and leave. I am sure the rest of my classmates would not disagree with me. Yoga Yenta's go take ti-bo!