Yoga: I had been a couple of times in my life, OK maybe once or twice before, I can’t remember, I just remember the chanting bit and how uncomfortable I felt, when I was surrounded by 20 other people chanting to words I didn’t know and doing funny breathing business. It felt a bit like being in a weird cult.
So I didn’t go back. Not just because of the chanting but because there were so many people in the class and I didn’t know what I was doing and felt a bit shy because the teacher asked all the beginners to go to the front.
So there I was, falling over myself and couldn’t balance for life on my toes despite wearing high heels for years, 8 hours a day.
That was until, I found Elizabeth – she is a beautiful, young, maybe twenty something who runs yoga classes in her loft apartment in London Fields, called London Fields Yoga. The only reason I went there was because she is practically my next door neighbour- I can be that! lazy! So I thought it would be perfect to roll out of bed onto her yoga mat or just pop along to one of her yoga opening hours in the evenings, which you can check out on her website.
I’ve had a lesson with her with one other person or with just me and her and it was really nice. Usually there are more students. We weren’t chanting stuff I didn’t understand, although we did do the ‘uhmm’s’ which are fine because I can do just an Ohms and not an entire sentence at the moment.
We did all beginner things, they were hard and they were easy, but boy did it hurt afterwards and still a few days later – but a good hurt, like you can feel your body getting stronger, that its worked out. During the lesson, it was nice to just feeling your body – I only cycle and walk and run up and down the stairs so I had actually forgotten what bits of my body feels like. I felt my shoulders, the muscles down the side of my torso, my back, my stiff hamstrings – damn them! Even my face, my toes and my arms.
But mostly, after every lesson, I felt so rejuvenated and spiritually uplifted to have just been connected with my body. I know I totally risk sounding like a hippy, but now I understand what everyone’s been going on about with yoga. I love it and I especially really love having lessons with Elizabeth – she is so nice, constructive and patient, ‘there is a thin line between tightness and pain,’ she says as she sees me not pulling down hard enough, ‘challenge yourself.’
The first beginner’s lesson is free and you can get 10 classes for £90. Really good value for such personal intimate sessions. It’s like having your own private yoga teacher. You can book private lessons or other therapies such as massage, reiko or mediation. Highly recommended. Go!