We’ve been meaning to do it for a while now, and finally time and finances and opportunity were in alignment (in saggitarius, with mecury retrograde;-). We got to go to Bristol for a hard working yoga class. It was like a school trip: B and I were up early and waiting for C to pick us up. He has been going to this quite regularly since Xmas and we talked a month or so back about going up together and splitting the cost.
So there we were, down at the bus station at 9 in the morning, with our mats and the sunshine for company. Waiting for a lift in a car we wouldn’t recognise…you can over-plan these things.
The class was excellent: just good to get the challenge of a hard working yoga class. It was at the Yogawest studio (http://www.yogawest.co.uk) and Lynda took it. I have been there once before for a professional development day last October or so, but this was the first class (and the first time I met Lynda). It was described as a level 2 class: for those who have done at least as year of Iyengar training. We started with some salutes: urdhva hastasana into uttanasana then later into adho mukha svanasana, with trikonasana and parsvottanasana and parsvakonasana variations. Nowhere quickly, lots of detail on the side ribs – and on other things besides. Lovely to listen to someone with an easy familiarity with that level of detail. We spent some time in urdhva dhanurasana – from a high bolster, going straight up. Good advice on my stiff wrists: turn the hands out. That worked. Lynda also got us to keep the weight in the feet/legs and split her description of action in the buttocks into 3: top buttocks keeping a constant length in the lumbar spine; middle buttocks lifting straight up (I reackon this is why my glut med was so sore over the weekend); and bottom buttocks – lengthening away.
We finished with a supported halasana over a chair for 5/6 min and a bit of a supported, prone twist to both sides. Afterwards, I introduced myself to Lynda and got some information on the Junior Intermediate Level 1 teaching. It all happens on a Friday: you pay for the 10-12 class in the moring and take an hour break before going to the JIL1 session in the afternoon. L said it was fine to go along to a session in a pay per go fashion (I’m quite convinced that I need to enhance my personal practice over the next year before I considering going for the next level). I also have a difficulty with teaching Fridays. She gave me a list of future dates…I have them here somewhere…
It really is a lovely spot: all the equipment you need is there (we didn’t need our mats in the end); a purpose built space filled with photos of BKS, and other smaller visual prompts and inspirations; flower beds outside build out of great big railway sleepers, complete with a compost bin tidily along one wall. B and I sat outside in the sun and enjoyed an apple and basking in the warmth of our asana practice waiting on C: well, not truly waiting. He wanted to finish off with time on the ropes and the backbenders, and sure we were happy to bask in the glow of being alive.