So, on the recommendation of my yoga teacher, I’ve booked onto a workshop that’s being held at Merchant City Yoga in Glasgow.
It’s Yoga asanas and Hindu Mythology with Coral Brown. Susan who takes the class I go to says Coral is a wonderful teacher, and I’d get a lot out of the workshops.
The first is “Jai Hanuman – the Faithful One” and is about Hanuman, and Hanumanasana (split pose). I opted NOT to go to this one, as I got the fear about the idea of the splits! Turns out it would be ok, as you’re not expected to actually do the splits, but will come out able to get lower than you could previously.
The workshop I signed up for is Vira Rasa – the Essence of the Warrior, and the description is “The archetype of the Warrior embodies the energy of devotion, focus and commitment. This energy is grounded in grace, confidence and respect. The yogic texts personify these attributes through the story of Shiva’s side kick and best friend, Virabhadra.
In this dynamic story telling flow we will highlight the many attributes and expressions of Virabhadrasana (Warrior Pose). We will observe, explore and connect with the different qualities and manifestations of our own warrior essence.”
It’s not till September, but I’m already looking forward to it. Susan reckons I’ll get a lot out of it and really enjoy it.
I’ll keep you posted.
Wednesday was International Yoga Day, and there was a planned open air yoga session in Glasgow’s George Square, that I was adamant I was going to.
So, after work I headed to the square, and got caught in the rain. “Bugger this” I thought. While I loved the idea of an open air session in the middle of the city, I wasn’t up for getting soaked, so I headed to the station to get the train home.
As the train pulled out I noticed the rain had gone off.
Made up for it at last night’s class though. There were only three of us there plus Susan (the teacher), and it was an amazing session. Felt great afterwards.
The weather in the tropical paradise that is Glasgow, was, for a change, really nice.
On Saturday we headed to the Linn Park with Karen’s friend, and just relaxed in the sun for a while, before heading to the Old Smiddy (I still think it should be spelled “Olde”) for a lunch of 50 chicken wings, and a bowl of Dirty Chips (chips covered in BBQ sauce and bits of bacon).
Yesterday we headed to Bellahouston Park for some inline skating round the cycle track next to the sports centre. 10 laps on a really hot day was all we could manage. Fun to be skating again though.
On Wednesday, it’s International Yoga Day, and there’s a mass yoga session taking place in George Square.
Depending on the weather, I might take part. Would be pretty cool.
Last night’s yoga class was cancelled last minute. It was replaced with a pilates class as they managed to get a pilates teacher to step in.
I got offered that as an alternative, but didn’t take them up on the offer. I probably should have as I’ve never tried it, an my wife who does both, reckons they complement one another. (any other opinions would be interesting)
At the pub quiz last night, I just wasn’t enjoying myself. Felt a bit down (don’t know why). This morning, I nipped into the gym and did a wee yoga session on my own.
I’m currently buzzing with endorphins, and feel really awake, and in a happy place, in total contrast to last night.
So, yeah, I know have proof that even a little bit of yoga can have a really positive effect not only to physical health, but to mental health as well.
What’s not to like 🙂
With the case of the missing running shoes unresolved, Yesterday was a wee core session in the gym. I went with a work colleague who is wise in the ways of the core strength, and damn if I’m not feeling it today !
My stomach muscles are…… achey. Sneezing hurts my stomach in a way that makes me want to laugh, except of course, that would hurt too.
Tonight I’ve got yoga straight after work, so I’m looking forward to that.
Next week is Wellness at Work week, so I’m using the introduction sessions as a way of going back to Body Pump. I used to go about 3 or 4 years ago, and now don’t actually do any upper body load bearing exercise, to this should be a good opportunity to get back into it.
This morning I went into my locker in the gym, and noticed my running shoes weren’t there. I’ve a habit of not picking stuff up, so realised I’d left them in the changing room on Friday after I’d been for a run.
I checked if they’d been handed in, but no joy.
In the changing room, the cleaner was washing the floor, and I asked him if he’d remembered seeing a pair of trainers lying there last week. He said he’d seen a pair of blue New Balance trainers on the Friday morning, lying next to a bench, with no clothes or bags near them, and took me to the front desk and asked the girl there to get them for me. Again she checked and said they weren’t there.
When I asked him if he’d handed them in he said no!
Next question was “How did you expect them to be handed in? Someone has stolen them!”
Yeah it’s my fault and I now need to buy new running shoes, but seriously, he saw them lying on their own and DIDN’T put them in lost property!
I didn’t go running (no shoes), so a wee impromtpu yoga session took place instead.
Had a really good weekend. Friday evening after work we headed to Troon. Weather was fantastic. Had a wander along the beach, did some spontaneous yoga on the sea wall (pic below), had a really nice curry, and finished off with a round of mini golf.
Saturday we headed into town to the GFT to see the new Anne Hathaway movie, Colossal. It’s superb. Really enjoyed it.
Sunday, Karen’s friend Mia came over, and we jumped in the car and headed to the beach again, this time Girvan. After a wander round, which included a visit to the community garden (well worth a visit), where Karen and Mia bought tomato plants, we jumped back in the car, and headed along the coast to Ayr, for another beach, some ice cream, and a look in the shops.
All in all a good (if tiring) weekend.
Got £20 of Amazon vouchers for doing surveys, so I (finally) picked up Prometheus on blu ray, which arrived the same day, and I’m just waiting for Preacher Vol4 to drop through the door (replacing my comics with graphic novels, purely as a space saver).
Last night we went to see a performance of Paras Over the Barras, as part of the Southside Fringe. It was being held in the function suite of the bar we go to for the weekly quiz night.
Good laugh, some “dead air”, and a couple of fluffed lines, but it’s put on by amateurs, and they did put on a good show. Nice wee night out.
Today we’re off to Stirling this afternoon for lunch, before heading to the Blair Drummond Safari Park. Unfortunately this means I’m going to miss my yoga class tonight, so I’ll have to do some in the house when we get back.
The weather in Glasgow is a really nice 25 today. Hope it holds out for a few days before reverting to the default setting of dreich.
The universe is conspiring against me. Earlier in the week, I was looking at a yoga website and saw a photo of someone in the tortoise pose, and couldn’t help thinking “How the hell do you even get into that position let alone stay in it???!!”.
Well folks, at last night’s yoga class I found out, and I have to say that once you are there, and relax into it, it’s actually quite a comfortable pose to be in. Who’d have thought?
Anyway, I’m pretty chuffed that at 50 I can get my legs over my shoulders like that. I’m seriously more flexible, and fitter than I was in my 20’s – a misspent youth of gigs, rock pubs, and parties – and that’s a great feeling mentally AND physically.
Kurmasana – tortoise pose