Something so exciting happened this week in my vinyasa class. SO EXCITING I almost burst out giggling with glee in the middle of my chaturanga.
Doing so would have ruined my chaturanga, though, and my chaturanga was entirely the point.
You see, for the first time, I did a real chaturanga, without help from my knees, belly, or other cheater body parts. I kept my elbows in, lowered myself an inch or two from the mat, then rolled over my toes and pushed up into a glorious up dog in a smooth, entirely arm-powered motion.
This may not sound like a big deal, but for me it was a major breakthrough. For some reason (weak arms, lack of coordination, what-have-you) I had never successfully done that. The whole forward and up motion never quite made sense to me, no matter how many times I (creepily) watched the more advanced yogis in my class glide easily into up dog. I usually had to resort to letting my knees give me an extra boost, or just doing cobra.
Doing not one, but many chaturangas over the course of the class made me feel like I was a yoga champion. It felt like flying.
I’m pretty sure that my TRX classes are at least partly responsible for this breakthrough. I know my arms
are were pathetically weak, and getting them a little strength training must have been just the thing I needed to advance in yoga.
The only downside to my newfound chaturanga bliss? Rolling over my toes like a pro so many times totally ruined my pedicure. I guess I’ll just have to reward my success with some quality time at the nail salon.