Today I did something I never thought I’d do. I walked out of a yoga class.
Let’s back up a little…a few weeks ago I had booked a Thai Yoga Massage for myself, it’s something I’ve always wanted to try and I’ve been looking forward to it all week! Even when a few friends decided a couple of days ago to head to Boston today for what sounded like a great yoga event, I decided to not go and keep my appointment – I was really looking forward to it!
Unfortunately I stepped out of the shower this morning to a text from the massage therapist saying she had to cancel. Seriously, less than an hour before my appointment?!? (AND via text?) I was pretty annoyed given how much I had been looking forward to it. Now I had no Thai Yoga Massage AND it was too late to join my friends for the event in Boston.
I decided to try to make the best of my day and saw there was a yoga class right in town I could still make – at least I’d be able to get on my mat, relax and try to let my frustration over my ruined day go.
I’ve always believed that there is no such thing as a “bad yoga class”, that it’s all a matter of personal preference. Well, let’s just say this teacher certainly challenged that belief.
The best way I can describe it is Fran Drescher from The Nanny as an aerobics instructor who just happened to decide to teach yoga today.
She blasted aerobics appropriate music and spent the whole class yelling. Her instructions were impossible to follow, I kept having to look around to figure out what we were supposed to be doing (and if I as a yoga teacher couldn’t follow, I have no idea what others were thinking!).
Within the first 5 minutes of the class I knew this wasn’t going to be the relaxing release I was looking for, but I decided to do my best to look past her teaching style and to focus on my own practice (which was quite difficult when every 2 minutes she’d literally scream “BREATHE!” like she was trying to revive a drowning victim).
I lasted 45 minutes.
Throughout the class my frustration continued to build.
I have never felt like this in a yoga class ever, I literally wanted to jump out of my own skin and just scream!
Now I was not only frustrated about my canceled massage appointment and missing the event in Boston, but I was furious that I was wasting my time and my money on this ridiculous class! (Honestly, it was so weird that I actually wondered if we were on some sort of reality show and they wanted to see how people would react to it!)
My original thought was to just stick it out, partially because as a fellow yoga teacher it felt like the respectful thing to do.
Then I remembered something I tell my students in my own yoga classes all the time…
Listen to your own body. Respect what your body is telling you is or is not working for it today. If there’s a pose or a sequence that I offer or suggest that feels like it’s not serving you in a positive way feel free to skip it and do something that DOES work for you.
I think it’s safe to say this class was not serving me in a positive way.
In fact, it was doing the exact OPPOSITE of what I hoped to get out of the class today.
So with 15 minutes left in the class, I quietly rolled up my mat and left.
On my way out the girl at the front desk asked if everything was ok, I told her I was fine and that I just needed to leave a few minutes early.
The minute I walked out the door I finally was able to breathe and begin to try to relax myself.
As momentarily awkward as it was to roll up my mat and leave before the class was over, I know it was the right thing for me to do.
Now, on to salvage the rest of my day!
Have you ever walked out of a class?
Would you if you felt like it was actually doing more bad than good?