I spent Saturday afternoon at a three hour yoga workshop at Just Breathe with Dave.
This studio sits above a busy parking lot for Woodfield Station, a mass of stores connected to one another by their capacities to generate income for some local families and a few big conglomerates. A place I try to avoid due to the lack of meaning and terrible parking layout. Watching the maze of cars through the windows of the studio made me miss the nurturing surroundings of Tamarack, tucked into the evergreens of the South Hills.
So three hours may seem like a long time for asanas but it felt like an hour.
During the first savasana, I'm pretty sure I made a few snoring/snorting sounds as I grew close to falling asleep.
It was a pleasure to attend the workshop. I do appreciate the relaxing, slow pace of Dave's classes. I did not experience the high I have encountered leaving his other classes. I think the endorphins have learned that this type of experience happens so frequently now that they are not as strong.
Nice studio. Not a great location. Wonderful practice.
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