Yoga magic

Today was one of those days. It was raining, it was cold. It was blah. After work, Julie said she was going to a powerflow class at Pure. I wasn’t sure I wanted to go. Actually, I knew I didn’t. It felt like a crash-on-the-couch-and-watch-a-movie day. Then Julie said we could go to Booster Juice, which is good, and that it was Jen’s class, which is great. I decided to go and just do what I could.

This is where the yoga magic happened. As soon as I walked into the hot room, I felt better than I had all day. I think the girls at the studio should offer a time slot where people can just come in and hang out in the hot room.

This is what I love about Jen’s classes: she gets you into poses you’ve never done before. Ever hear of bird of paradise? It’s this awesome, twisty, arms linked, leg up thing, and I did it! It wasn’t perfect, but I was pretty impressed with myself, because it was the first time I ever tried to do it. We started off in crescent lunge, then somehow wrapped our arms around one leg, took two steps forward, lifted a leg, and voilà, awesomeness! This is what it looks like when you’ve been doing it forever. I don’t think I looked like this, but I was smiling!

I think feeling pretty pleased with myself gave me energy. When we went down on our backs to do some back bends, Jen suggested we first do bridge or supported bridge, then try wheel, if we wanted to. I’m a big fan of supported bridge, but I decided to go with bridge. I haven’t done wheel since I was a kid. I always stick with bridge.

For several reasons (a, I felt like a superhero after bird of paradise, b, Jen is awesome and c, there was really good music) I decided I wanted to try wheel. I told Jen I couldn’t do wheel, thinking there might be a variation I could try. She said I could do it. I said no. She said yes. I said I wasn’t strong enough. She said I was, but maybe I was scared.

This made me think. Maybe I was scared. I didn’t want to be scared. Jen said “What’s the worst that could happen?” Insert yoga magic here. I decided to go for it. My first try was not quite right. I tried again. Jen helped me lift my hips, then asked if she could let go. I felt pretty strong, so I said yes. There I was, hanging out in wheel.

I can’t stop smiling. Even now, hours later. And to think, I didn’t even want to go to yoga today. I would have missed out on the yoga magic!

Madonna flow party

Picture a room full of people at a party. Talking, laughing, singing, dancing. Except that, instead of drinking, they’re doing yoga. Awesome, right? It’s not just any music either. It’s Madonna. Best party ever!

Last night, on day 12, I went to a Madonna flow party. Natalie, one of my favorite teachers, has these events every few months. She and her husband Mike, who is also the dj, lead an ashtanga class set to the music of Madonna. It’s the best yoga experience I’ve ever had! Plus, it’s always a fundraiser for a really good cause.

We showed up about 25 minutes early, because it gets pretty packed. Everyone wants to be a part of this amazingness. We ended up with our mats pretty close to our neighbours, but since it was a party, it was all good. People just kept showing up.

Julie and I have been to a few of these material girl parties, and since the music is mostly the earlier stuff, we decided to dress up. I even crimped my hair. Note to self, when crimped hair gets sweaty, it’s a disaster. But it was still worth it!

We took plenty of pictures before class started, because we knew it wouldn’t last. I did keep my hair bow and plastic bracelets on the entire time, but the earrings had to go. Julie’s leg warmers didn’t last very long either. One girl appointed herself judge and awarded us first prize for best costumes. No one else was dressed up, but it was still an honor.

This is Natalie. She’s awesome.

We started of with some sun salutations, then did some warrior 2 voguing and some Like a virgin sexy cobras. I also enjoyed the Like a prayer balancing poses, which turned into a dance session. Holding crescent lunge while singing is a lot easier than you would think. More fun, too.

On my list of 101 things to do in 1001 days, number 61 is to go to a yoga-dance class. I’d say this definitely qualifies. Julie even did a flashdance pose. Not Madonna, I know, but the legwarmers could not be ignored.

I look forward to these parties for  months. The next one will be in June, but I don’t know how I’ll wait that long!