Pronounced as in: “My sore back is what got me into yoga.” or “Boy am I sore.” (Both phrases are among those people in Mysore class occasionally mutter.)
You start out with the idea of getting a good stretch, a little bit of a work-out among friends, some calming vibes and maybe even adding some depth to your yoga. So you head out with a spirit of adventure to try out Mysore class. Reality is radically altered when you open the door and step into the studio.
It’s mostly quiet in the room and there are people in all sorts of different and contorted postures. The teacher is standing in front of one guy dropping him over into a backbend, while someone else is hanging upside down by their hips from a rope contraption along the back wall. The sound and pulsation of breath, the serious expression on people’s faces, the abundance of sweat, the fact that everyone (except you) seems to know exactly what’s going on is enough to drive anyone away for years.
The natural urge is to dash back outside before calling 911 on behalf of the lady who’s on her back in the corner, apparently collapsed and praying due to the fact that her leg was ripped off before someone stuffed it back behind her head.
Whether here in Boulder, or in any number of other cities around the world; seeing a Mysore style class in progress for the first time definitely leaves an impression! But once you understand what’s actually going on and dare to test drive one yourself, you may find it an amazing forum for cultivating a transformative yoga practice.
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