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I could deal with the fact that my yoga teacher is raising class prices to avoid having to close her studio. We all have to earn a living.
I could deal with the fact that she's starting to change the focus of class from meditation and flow to core-strength training. I really would prefer more of a balance; I was kind of upset that when I went in looking for a chance to focus on flow and balance and inner harmony in order to avoid another night of insomnia, I instead was forced to spend an hour and a half pulsing between one-legged downward dog and pushups (I lost count somewhere after 80). But... to each their own, I guess, and she's the teacher, so she can choose the focus of her classes.
I could deal with her tongue-bathing the new student with praise. I'm not sure why he is a "true yogi" for being able to get halfway into a pose I mastered months ago, but hey, she has to earn money, and if flattery will get people to return, I can understand why she does it.
I could deal with her running late. I would be less annoyed by this if she actually warned us like she used to when I started going to this studio, and asking if we were able to stay late, instead of scolding me when I mentioned, a few minutes after class end when she hadn't even started wrapping up, that I ought to leave soon. (Apparently, I am supposed to let her know in advance if I need class to end on time; I should assume she's going to run late.)
Also, her running late would bother me a lot less if I hadn't been locked out of class for arriving *one* minute late a few weeks ago.
BUT.... after I've told her that I need to get out on-time-ish, after tolerating an hour and a half long death march of pushups, when all I want is the peace and relaxation of the five-minute meditation she does at the end of class.... when instead of letting us start meditating she spends the next I-don't-know-how-many minutes talking loudly with the new student, stroking him like an evil mastermind with a Persian cat while the rest of us are unable to either join the conversation *or* get on with meditating, that's a bit too much for me to tolerate on top of everything else.
I had to leave before she even started meditation. I went there to let go of stress and tension, and came home more angry and tense and upset than when I started.
Methinks it's time to find a new studio.
I could deal with the fact that she's starting to change the focus of class from meditation and flow to core-strength training. I really would prefer more of a balance; I was kind of upset that when I went in looking for a chance to focus on flow and balance and inner harmony in order to avoid another night of insomnia, I instead was forced to spend an hour and a half pulsing between one-legged downward dog and pushups (I lost count somewhere after 80). But... to each their own, I guess, and she's the teacher, so she can choose the focus of her classes.
I could deal with her tongue-bathing the new student with praise. I'm not sure why he is a "true yogi" for being able to get halfway into a pose I mastered months ago, but hey, she has to earn money, and if flattery will get people to return, I can understand why she does it.
I could deal with her running late. I would be less annoyed by this if she actually warned us like she used to when I started going to this studio, and asking if we were able to stay late, instead of scolding me when I mentioned, a few minutes after class end when she hadn't even started wrapping up, that I ought to leave soon. (Apparently, I am supposed to let her know in advance if I need class to end on time; I should assume she's going to run late.)
Also, her running late would bother me a lot less if I hadn't been locked out of class for arriving *one* minute late a few weeks ago.
BUT.... after I've told her that I need to get out on-time-ish, after tolerating an hour and a half long death march of pushups, when all I want is the peace and relaxation of the five-minute meditation she does at the end of class.... when instead of letting us start meditating she spends the next I-don't-know-how-many minutes talking loudly with the new student, stroking him like an evil mastermind with a Persian cat while the rest of us are unable to either join the conversation *or* get on with meditating, that's a bit too much for me to tolerate on top of everything else.
I had to leave before she even started meditation. I went there to let go of stress and tension, and came home more angry and tense and upset than when I started.
Methinks it's time to find a new studio.
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Date: 2009-02-20 03:00 am (UTC)