Can't Find The Door

I got up quickly and almost passed out. The sweat poured down my face as I stood there on wobbly legs. I tried to take a deep breath, but it wouldn't come. My inhaler was in my purse. A lot of good it did me there!

I swiped my arm across my forehead. It had to be over a hundred degrees in here. Where the hell was the door? It was dark in here (or was I just blacking out) and there were bodies everywhere. Me being such a klutz, I just knew I would trip over one of them and twist my ankle.

That would be the end for sure!

I would never be able to show my face in this Hot Yoga class again!