My Yoga class resumed today. After almost one and half month break, I was really looking forward to getting back to the classroom and hearing a real person talking and demonstrating. Anyway, I haven’t been really lazy in my break. I still practise 1-2 hours per week on Power Yoga at home. Power Yoga is considered as one of the most challenging yoga style and I found it really intensive and right suits me.

This term I enrolled Yogalates instead of Hatha. Just wanted to try something else, something more challenging. Samantha, our Yogalates lady, also a warm and kind young lady, actually brought a lot of new stuff to the class, and I was treated with a big long cushion under my thighs before the class commenced. During the whole class, I had been struggling with my pigtail. No matter where I positioned my head, it was always in my way to get relaxed. I really need to figure out a way to tie my hair for the yoga class. This has been a big pain for me.

We also used a kind of rubber strap to assist with practise. I have very bad history with my toes. They tend to get spams if they are twisted in certain ways or restrained too hard for a position. This happened on the class again this evening. I had a really bad one on my right foot when using the strap. I had to pull my toes back another way around to release the spam.

Anyway it was a hilarious class. There was a whole family, mom and dad with two 10 yo boys in the class. Well, you can imagine a yoga class with 2 naughty boys. And there was a couple. I haven’t seen many men really good at yoga (except those male instructors on yoga DVDs). They looked really lack of flexibility and not even being able to go half way for lots of postures, like forward bend or just simply sitting on their sit bones with knees on the ground, etc.

But the funniest thing is not their flexibility, but their looks on trying to get to there. The other day, my colleague Glenda winked to me pointing to a guy in our yoga class, I had a look and nearly died. He was struggling so hard to bend his upper body that I can see his veins poping out from his face. Unfortunately he was not even close. He was like a piece of stiff wood sitting on the ground making no movement at all. Well, we had a giggle after the class, following our deepest expression of feeling sorry for him.