I have a new lover and her name is Yoga. I’m smitten and slightly addicted to her. She's replaced a lot of others in my life and I don’t want to let her go. I’m cheating on my runs, on my bike rides, on my Brooklyn Body Burn classes and on my boot camps. Yeeeaaah......and you know what? I have no guilt.
But she’s a handful and I never know what the situation will be with her. She goes from hot to cold in no time. When we’re together it can be steamy, intense and really fast or slow, steady and soft. Sometimes its purely physical and other times it gets all heady and cerebral. Whatever it is, I like that she switches up the game on me.
She helps me clear space when I’m with her, we dissipate those “things” that I don’t need in my body and mind much like her moves that take my muscle tightness, break it up and release it out to the atmosphere. I surrender to being just there in her space, with her energy and find myself consumed by her expectations and demands. Its druggy.
I like to be with her in silence. I’m even ok with the awkward pauses and moments when I feel at a loss of what to say or do. Music has a way of guiding our moves and syncing us together like a freakin symphony – electronic, hip hop, classic rock….its ALL good and has this cool way of coloring our experience ever so slightly.
I want to take her with me everywhere I go, I want to be with her nearly every day but I honestly don’t have the time for that. In fact, I can barely take more than an hour with her. I also don’t want to lose the new relationship excitement that we have going on. So I’m rationing her out to twice a week.
I’m really down with what she’s done to my body. Ever so slightly elongated, softer and she’s rounded my booty into just the shape it was meant to be. More important, I’m decidedly down with how easily she’s replaced the negative energy and thoughts in my mind with better feeling ones, even hours and days after we’ve left each other.
Now that’s a bitch worth fighting for.
Here’s where we’re getting down:
nyc.modoyoga.com in the West Village. This is my new SPOT. Lots of different classes, but the hot modo is the one for me. Slower flow, lots of heat, very sweaty and deep stretching. Amazing instructors.
Pureyoga.com on UES and UWS. Talk about a scandelous rendevous…this studio a love den and my hands down favorite instructor in the city is Scott. He’s amazing and I actually NEED his class, but Pure is a membership studio and its FAR from where I am all the time: Brooklyn and Downtown. Damn.
pranapoweryoga.com in Union Square. Its hot and fast and convenient. I take the noon time 1 hour classes. It gets the job done. Every instructor I’ve have there, expect one, has been solid.
Iamyoustudio.com in Little Italy is not a studio, its Lauren’s gorgeous loft and coming here you are kind of entering her life in a cool way. Her flow is fast and intense. I get so much of that in my other workouts that its not every day I can handle her, but when I do, she knows how to give it gooooood.