I was planning to talk more about the class elements in this post, but can't seem to get going in that direction. So here's my interesting interruption.
My class yesterday was going great, other than the smelly older gentleman (whom thought it would be alright if he took his shirt off!), until were down in a standing forward bend and I open my eyes to see my lovely boyfriend standing at the door!!! The studio that I attend has all glass windows. All I could do was mouth to him "GO AWAY!" as loud as I possibly could telepathically tell him. He may not have gotten my hint, but when the yoga instructor pulled the blinds down on him I think he understood. All I could think was "is something wrong? why else would he interrupt my class?" I figured if it was that important he would have taken it a step further. So for quite a while I was distracted 1-by what was up and 2-how bad I was going to lay into him. But he drove away and class continued, I later found out he had locked his keys in his office, and I of course had the spare he needed to get in.
I think the yoga instructor could tell I was distracted (as I'm sure the rest of the class was). I wonder if it was my grinding teeth and lock jaw or little head shakes...probably both!
He must have just thought Didier was some random passerby who was interested in yoga, because he went on to tell our class not to worry if we don't look like the person on the front of Yoga Journal and to continue to "focus on our ujjayi breath."
D. apparently didn't understand the "oneness" and whole part of Yoga in shutting out everything else. And that it's not even good to stop for a bathroom break during yoga! He has since assured me he will never do this again, and I can only meditate on the hopes that on my next downward dog I will not see my boyfriend peering into class through my legs.
My class yesterday was going great, other than the smelly older gentleman (whom thought it would be alright if he took his shirt off!), until were down in a standing forward bend and I open my eyes to see my lovely boyfriend standing at the door!!! The studio that I attend has all glass windows. All I could do was mouth to him "GO AWAY!" as loud as I possibly could telepathically tell him. He may not have gotten my hint, but when the yoga instructor pulled the blinds down on him I think he understood. All I could think was "is something wrong? why else would he interrupt my class?" I figured if it was that important he would have taken it a step further. So for quite a while I was distracted 1-by what was up and 2-how bad I was going to lay into him. But he drove away and class continued, I later found out he had locked his keys in his office, and I of course had the spare he needed to get in.
I think the yoga instructor could tell I was distracted (as I'm sure the rest of the class was). I wonder if it was my grinding teeth and lock jaw or little head shakes...probably both!
He must have just thought Didier was some random passerby who was interested in yoga, because he went on to tell our class not to worry if we don't look like the person on the front of Yoga Journal and to continue to "focus on our ujjayi breath."
D. apparently didn't understand the "oneness" and whole part of Yoga in shutting out everything else. And that it's not even good to stop for a bathroom break during yoga! He has since assured me he will never do this again, and I can only meditate on the hopes that on my next downward dog I will not see my boyfriend peering into class through my legs.
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love this little story! I cant say anything like that has ever happened to me before. And how distracting those windows must be! Maybe you should invite your boyfriend to join a class one day?! I am desperately trying to convince my boyfriend. He will trying poses at home, and always wants to try "couple" poses but I have yet to get him into the studio! He would probably benefit from it too, as his spine is crooked!
I have, and he says one day will. I'll have to get him to try some poses at home first. Good luck getting your man there. :)
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