We went to a donation-based fundraiser yoga class the other day, which was focused on raising funds for a certain local pet shelter, while giving practice to some newer yoga teachers.
The class took place in a brewery.
I did not always understand what the teacher wanted me to do, and the people around me weren’t always too helpful with what they were doing, so I was behind at times, and I did some guesswork at times.
I generally feel that yoga teachers keep students in downward dog for far too long – like, I’m about to pass out by the time they start to mention maybe moving out of the position… and this is just about every time.
This brewery yoga class was no different, and even a bit worse at times on the downward dog front, so I regularly switched into child’s pose or baby pose, and then returned to downward dog whenever the teacher began whatever was next.
I also breathe so much more slowly than teachers seem to believe long, deep breathing takes… approximately three to five times slower.
I did a decent job of everything, especially considering how I didn’t know what was going on throughout half the explanation time, because I didn’t know the names of postures, and the teachers kind of took a while to clarify what I was supposed to be doing.
The class was enjoyable, nonetheless.
There were discounted draft beers afterward.
I, of course, drank my water, but we hung out for a bit so my friend could mingle with her friends, and I could be distantly social,… kind of like being social by association.
At one point, a yoga teacher came up and talked with us.
“I really like your practice,” she said directly to me.
I graciously accepted the comment and, I imagine, compliment, and aimed not to laugh or be ungracious or ungrateful.
Since then, I haven’t really stopped wondering what on Earth she could have meant – I mean, did she like how I basically did my own thing every time we went into downward dog?
Because that’s kind of the only thing I did differently that could potentially be a positive….???
I have no idea, but the comment was positively hipster, and it alone made me want to burst out laughing.
Yes, I know that I am all sorts of hipster with all sorts of things in my life… I’m just not that level of hipster, you know?
But, who knows?
I did just complete my yoga certification exam today, so, I’m well on my way to achieving yet another level of hipster in the very new future… oh, and didn’t I buy a bright red scooter just the other day?
So, I guess I’m not exactly an imposter…
Like I said, I’m hipster, but I’m not beyond finding the hilarity of hipsterhood, and laughing heartily at it all. 😛