
For those of you who know me you know that last Winter I became addicted to Bikram Yoga when I did a 2 week trial at
Bikram Yoga Seattle. For those of you who don't or who don't know what Bikram Yoga is, here is the run-down.
Bikram is a guy. Bikram Choudhury to be exact, the founder of the Yoga College of India. Bikram practiced yoga 4-6 hours a day beginning at the age of 4. At the age of 13 he won the National India Yoga Championship. At the age of 17 Bikram shattered his knee in weightlifting accident and was told he would never walk again. He went to his yoga teacher for help, and had a functioning knee again in 6 months.
Bikram developed and copyrighted his style of yoga, a series of 26 postures (pictured below), each done twice over 90 minutes in a room heated to 105 degrees with a humidity of 40%. That gives you a heat index of about 121 degrees F. Check your pride at the door, if you are wearing anything more than required to cover your nasty bits - you will be uncomfortable.
After about 4 months of practice I took the summer off from Bikram Yoga to spend time outside with my dog, and to save a little money. (Yoga is a little pricy.) I started back this week. The first two classes were awful. I laid down for about half the class wishing I was dead, reminiscent of my frist Bikram class ever. Here's the thing about Bikram Yoga. . . My frist class was horrible and I laid down a lot, a lot of people around me also laid down, and lot of people didn't. With varying levels and intensity to each class, it is suitble for beginners all the way to advanced so there were people in my class who'd been practicing for 10 years, and people like me, practicing for 10 minutes. I left class SO proud of myself for at least trying it - for doing as much as I could even though it was painfull, and hard and hot and I alternated between wanting to pass out and wanting to puke. . . that my first thought after class was not "I'm never doing that again" . . it was "wow, I kind of did that. I want do it again, and see if I can do more". And more I did, I began to practice 4-5 times a week. . . In posture #5 above you start out just holding your foot in your hand, knee bent, standing leg locked. For the first month or so, my standing knee kept bending, or I'd topple over or my foot would slip out of my hand, but all of a sudden my standing knee was staying locked, too afraid to kick out I would continue to hold that pose, knee bent, foot in hand, for the full minute. Then one day I hear from the instructor at the front of the room "Kelley, you can kick out - you're ready." - "No I'm not!!" I screamed at her from inside my head, but she was watching me now and I had no choice. I started to kick out. My leg was up, but still bent. "Kelley, keep kicking. . . becuase I think you can" - ugh. . I continued to kick out until I found myself with two locked knees, one standing, one parallel to the floor. After about 5 seconds my entire body was shaking violently working so hard to stay in this pose, I couldn't stay in the entire time, and I gently pulled my knee back in, waited for others to finish, then returned to standing. THAT was my "ah ha!" moment. That was the moment I knew could never not practice. I felt like I had accomplished so much in the first few weeks, what could I accomplish in the next few years? I've never felt such a confidence boost from a sport before.
The choice to take the summer off from Yoga was one I think I had to make to realize how much I need this in my life. I will never ever take a voluntary 4 month hiatus again, I missed Bikram Yoga every minute of my summer. Yesterday was the 3rd class back after my break. It's been challenging, I've laid down a lot, felt fat, out of shape and wondering why I was doing this again. I was reminded of why I came when I heard the same message from Penni that inspired me the first time around. "Kelley - start to kick out - you're ready".