That time I fell asleep in yoga.
On Tuesday night, we unrolled our yoga mats at Yoga Shala.
I have read about this studio for the last three months and have marked down the restorative class a few times in my day planner but have failed to make it there.
I think it would be an understatement to say I was excited, too bad we were greeted by the most unfriendly woman. Actually, I don’t think we were greeted at all. I had a form thrown in my direction, but she never spoke a word. We had to find the dressing room and studio without any guidance. Sad part is, after looking on the website, I believe the grouchy woman at the front desk was actually the owner.
The studio was large and lit only by Christmas lights, it was a bit warm from the class before. We set up our mats by the windows and grabbed every prop available to us:
- two bolsters
- two blankets
- four blocks
The instructor came over to make sure we felt settled, comfortable and welcomed. Thank you, Sarah. You redeemed the studio.
We settled in for a long and relaxing class. In restorative yoga you use gravity to complete 5-7 poses in 90 minutes.
We stretched and held poses draped in blankets.
I took legs up the wall, and got cozy with my eyes closed.
…and then I realized I was breathing heavy and…oh what was that…yeah, I think I began snoring.
I tried not to laugh too loud at myself, and continued on with the class. I almost dosed off again in inclined supta baddha konasana, but managed to keep myself awake.
By the time we got to savasana, I was calm and sleepy. Except for the ticking ceiling fan, or the occasional furnace noise, or the sound of the two women speaking outside.
After we left the studio, and laughed at my snoring, Katey and I decided we loved Sarah as an instructor, we loved the restorative class, but could do without the studio. The sounds and unfriendly presumed owner just left a bad taste.