I am in Edmonton this week marking Diploma exams, and I’m staying downtown near the yoga studio where I am doing my training, so I decided to take a class last night. My choices were Ashtanga Level 1 or Pre-natal Yoga. As much as I would LOVE to be a mommy soon, there is no bun in the proverbial oven, so I went with Ashtanga.
Now you might think that since I am training to be a yoga teacher that I would know all about Ashtanga yoga, but if you thought that, you would be wrong. I am a beginner. A beginner who wants to learn much, much more, and then share that learning with others. I have only ever taken gentle “flow yoga” type classes, and done some very basic videos. I know that there are different types of yoga classes, and I know that Bikram is “hot yoga” and that it’s actually pretty dangerous. In terms of Ashtanga, though, all I really
know knew before last night is that it requires strength and follows a set sequence of poses. But it is so much more than that.
Ashtanga yoga is incredible. I really don’t know how else to describe it. Let me clarify by saying that I do not mean that I was incredible doing Ashtanga yoga – in fact the opposite is entirely true. I had very little idea what I was doing, and I am entirely confident that I looked like a bumbling fool, but I followed along as best I could, and tried everything I was allowed to (there was one pose that Rene – the instructor – advised I watch instead of try because I am a beginner).
This is what Ashtanga yoga can look like: