My Yoga Water Journey

Maybe someday I won’t need it but right now, that occasional sip of cool water during Bikram Yoga makes class bearable.

I am going to tell you about my Yoga Water Journey.  Don’t laugh, OK?  It has taken me a year to figure this out….

I started out with a regular re-useable plastic water bottle, one that fits in the water bottle holder on my bike.  This yielded warm, plastic-y tasting water during class.

Then I moved up to an insulated plastic water bottle.  It kept the water cool but the water had an off-taste, probably from the plastic, probably from the plates from last night’s dinner that the bottle sat next to in the dishwasher.  I decided that I wanted to get away from having the water contained in a plastic vessel in the hot room.

So then I went to a glass water bottle. Seemed like a great idea.  Until I dropped it on the pavement two weeks later.  The glass didn’t break but the plastic top did, rendering it useless.

Finally, I decided a stainless steel water bottle was what I needed.  My husband asked that I make myself a Christmas list so I put “stainless steel water bottle” on it.

Christmas morning came and I opened this:

Yes, I know it is a Starbucks coffee cup and not a water bottle.  At first, it even smelled a bit like coffee, which was kind of cool. But, the truth is that it has worked perfectly for water during Bikram yoga:

• It is double-insulated so keeps the water cool.
• The bottle doesn’t sweat (unlike just about everything/everyone else in the room).
• The top easily flips up when I’m ready to drink.  No twisting required.
• It isn’t fragile.
• It doesn’t leak when I knock it over during class.

The only downside is that it is a bit heavy. I fear I will drop it on my flip-flop clad feet someday on my way into the studio.  But it hasn’t happened yet.

I had a little freak-out one day when I left it at the studio after class. I even called the studio to make sure it was there.  Misty assured me it was and said in a nice way that nobody would want to steal my cup.  (She didn’t actually say that but I’ll bet she was thinking that.)

It is the best cup, though.  I’m telling you.  Maybe I should get out the Sharpie and scribble my name on it.  Right now.   Just.  In.  Case.