Shavasanaaaaah
Posted by mimi on Feb 5, 2010 in dish | 0 commentsThey’ve finally opened a yoga studio in my lovely little hometown. That may seem like indulgence, but believe me, when trying for fitness means loading up the car and a fight across traffic (therefore rendering much of the stress-relieving properties of fitness moot), having a studio that I could get to on foot is a real boon. I attended their opening day festivities, liked the energy, and was elated to see that they offered a class on the day I reallyreally like to go to class, so boom! There I was, mat at the ready…all alone. No one else in class that day (strange), but the pert little yogi there to teach me was all happy and grateful, so basically, I got a private yoga class yesterday.
Can I just say that there really are no words to describe how wonderful shavasana feels when you’ve worked your way through a class? No illusions about the rigor of the class itself–it’ll be awhile before this body is ready to tackle ashtanga again–but working through an hour-plus of poses she chose to work my stiff hips and ease the rhinoceros of tension that seems to drape on my shoulders like an ungainly shrug made that ten minutes or so of corpse pose the best thing I did all day. And I had a good day at school, mind you.
There’s something about letting yourself go that we moms and women rarely do. Just lying on the floor without a brain full of squirrels feels decadent. A guilty pleasure (though guilt and yoga shouldn’t ever be roommates, if you can help it). That ten minutes in shavasana, covered with a blankie, no less (something Debbie does at the end of class for all her students), felt like the best thing I’d done for myself in ages. So of course, I bought a class card.
Love the WiiFit and my Rodney Yee-on-the-beach yoga tapes, but there’s something about a calming studio with low lights, soft candles, a tease of incense, and soothing music that really does the trick for this stressed-out mom. I’ll be there Thursday, and I blast-texted a huge bunch of friends to come play with. Let’s hope they find out the wonders of shavasana for themselves.
