No Escape

Some yoga students have talked about how the practice causes them to be so finely calibrated that the slightest misstep or deviation in their personal life can be reflected on the mat the next morning.  One teacher once told me she had become so damn healthy that if she ate one cookie the night before, she would feel it in her practice.

I did not need much calibration to know that my practice this morning would suck.  An excess of masala dosas, mounds of biryani and a delivery from Pizza Hut made sure of that.

We had a special led class this morning, after a surprise two days off. Before the unexpected hiatus, I was making small but steady “progress” in the physical poses, getting smiles and praise from Sharath (“very good!”).  So this morning, I did not look forward to letting him down.  As usual for led class, I was last into the shala, but this time, even the spaces in the waiting room, and on the stage, were full.  The place was completely packed – except for the finishing room!  The men’s finishing room is a dark place off to the side, with a relatively narrow doorway.  What a perfect place for me to both show up for practice and hide at the same time!   With Sharath calling out the breaths and poses in the main room, surely he wouldn’t leave the class and come into the finishing room.

Wrong.  I should have known there would be no escape.  When my problem poses came up, Sharath left the main room and just walked right in. In between pulling my arms in the obscurity of the finishing room, he stuck his head out of the door and shouted the instructions for the rest of the class.  As always, he did not seem to be bothered by my retardation. He thought the whole thing was funny.

By the way, I spoke way too soon when I said the shala was getting extremely hot, and that this seemed to signal the approach of Summer.  If Summer was approaching, then lately it has been in full retreat. Mornings have been downright cold, at least on the way to practice.   Stay tuned for further fascinating meteorological updates.

Comments

[linda]

And I always feel like I'M the last one in the door!! I don't know how everyone else does it. My roommate was right next to me & somehow she ended up in the front row. Granted she's been here 3x and knows everyone & I'm a newbie loner sort of person.

I am really not into all these led classes.

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