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Today is the first time I came out of a yoga class feeling worse than before I started. The usual instructor was replaced by someone.
The speed of his commands was unpredictable. At one point I almost choke on my own breathing. More so he wasn’t organizing the posturea in a systematic order. It was like one minute you are standing and the next you have to be lying flat on your back.
(courtesy of Vince)
Even the best critic has to be polite and reasonable. Overall, he wasn’t all that bad. He was giving some really useful pointers to how not to injure yourself and what is the benefit of doing certain ridiculous pose. Something for insomnia is good!
He might need to be more confident and take a step at a time, and definately do more breathing exercise himself to calm down his nerves. Or maybe he wasn’t comfortable instructing in English or with attendees who don’t stretch and flex as much as he expected.
But I am still looking forward to next week lesson with my usual instructor…
