My first taste of traditional Ashtanga was in a led primary series class. I remember thinking… never again. Up, down, jump back (or try!), jump forward again; repeat. I was completely exhausted, and that was before the floor sequence. Forget the Marichy’s. No way. Not possible. And then a few months later, I stumbled into a Rocket class (aka cleverly disguised Ashtanga)…. Read more →
I practice Ashtanga yoga, Mysore style. It’s my daily practice. But it almost wasn’t. Took me nearly 6 years to work up the nerve to step into a class. There was always this cloud of mystery and falsehoods passed around that kept me, and I would guess many, from ever trying. So, pardon this reversion of a blog from long ago, but right… Read more →
For two straight months, 5 days a week, I have had the distinct honor of working with the same group, morning after morning, in a Mysore Asthanga setting. If I’ve compared yoga to dating and relationships before (which I have) – working the Mysore room can surely be best described in way more intimate terms. How much more intimate? Lets… Read more →
