Today, right at this moment, I just commenced my course ‘Introduction to Yoga’. A two hour course focused on the basics of practicing Yoga, including unlimited classes for the next four weeks. I got this for Christmas because I really need to practice more Yoga for my posture. I have very bad posture (while I’m typing this, I have the laptop on the couch, the right side of my leg and hip on the floor and my head resting on my right arm… yes I’m typing this in a vertical point of view. See.). But, I’m not a total newbie to yoga, to be honest…

A friend of mine, my Yoda master as we say (the force strong with her it is), did Bikram Yoga for a few years. As we are women on a budget she asked if I would join her at her home to practice yoga together. Sure thang.

Bikram Yoga at home. Yes my dear. For the ones who don’t know what kind of yoga that is:

Bikram Yoga is a system of yoga that Bikram Choudhury synthesized from traditional hatha yoga techniques and popularized beginning in the early 1970s. All Bikram Yoga classes run for 90 minutes and consist of the same series of 26 postures, including two breathing exercises. Bikram Yoga is ideally practiced in a room heated to 40 °C (104 °F) with a humidity of 40%. (source)

A room heated up to 40 °C. Well she turned up the thermostat a few degrees :D. We get sweaty though.

This is fun yoga. I really enjoy this. We laugh, we talk, we dance/move/imitate people or celebrities, we smell our arm pits etc. and make up names for the poses. The plough pose, and mostly the variation with your knees on the ground, we call the anus smeller or puni smeller. 

In the summer, if the weather was good and if we had enough time, we would practice yoga in a park nearby her house. Once we found a quiet spot. No one was around for almost the whole time. But unfortunately a group of two elder men and a young boy (around 17 years old) walked by right at the moment we we’re smelling our anuses. The boy was staring at our behinds and there we were, in the pose, shaking our bodies of laughter (almost twerkin’ right?).

Bottom line of this rant? Today it will take me a whole lot of effort to not laugh. Pray for me.

O, and for the record. Hereby a photo of me doing the wheel pose. Let me join the yoga selfies crew.

Namaste bitches.

Been doing this since the 90’s on the school yard.