Today featured the first little hiccup in the yoga bomb's effectiveness. The whole class just felt a little off. I got there slightly late and I never really got centered. Something was eating at my insides the entire class. In retrospect it was probably the baked beans I had at lunch. Some of these poses are tough to sink into when you are spending all of your concentration trying not to rip a horrendous fart. This class also saw us requested to flow into and out of viradhadrasana III (warrior III) with our breath. I really must reiterate how impossible this is to me right now. Some of us chose instead to stand at the front of our mats with our hands at prayer pose. OK, only I made this modification. The danger came in the isolated core work near the end of class. I could not tell you what the posture was called but I named it the groin tearer since I definitely might have felt a little pop in the torn abdominal muscle.
Instructor: Matt
Pain level: Orange
Highlight of the class: Well I was going to say the isolated abs we were doing. I had a pretty good shake until the abdomen went.
Favorite posture: No idea what it was called but a leaning lunge with our arms slightly wrapped felt good on the hips.
Least favorite posture: The groin tearer, obviously.
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