NEGATIVE YOGA

It’s 8:30 on a Monday morning, a Holiday for me and a snow day for Michael. I’m sitting at my desk with a cup of coffee, occasionally looking out the window at the snow swirling down from the sky. I did get up and do thirty minutes of a cardio X-Tende Barre class, but when it ended, I replaced my work out clothes with my pajamas. The weather app on my phone says that the current temperature in -7 degrees F (as in F-you). It also says that it feels like -25 degrees outside. Though part of me thinks that this would be a good day to scrub all of the kitchen cabinets, I am also thinking that it is a good day for wrapping myself up like burrito. Just for the week. It looks like temperatures make it into the thirties by Friday (Aw, jeeze. It’s lookin’ like summa’). I might be able to handle 32 degrees, which is something I never thought I would say. Temperature is a prime example of how things can always be worse and negative temperatures are not only the worst, but they make everything feel impossible.

Not that I would wish this weather on anyone, but it is a little bit reassuring to not be alone in my misery. The whole country even in Galveston TX is getting a real taste of winter. Well, not Florida. You can still go to Florida and not have to wear a sweater and thermal underwear. Michael mentioned something about taking the Cabbage sledding yesterday and all I could think about was the warning signs posted all around Lake Superior that basically say you have ten minutes to get out of the water before you die of hypothermia. The Cabbage often shows up at our house in shorts and no coat. It’s a miracle she hasn’t lost any digits to frostbite just getting from car to building. Sometimes I want to say to her parents “You have to tell her to put on warm clothes. She’s ten. She didn’t come preset with knowledge.” But what do I know? I chose not to have children because I knew I wouldn’t have the skill set to parent. I stand by that.

I’ve been thinking about Zoom yoga. Christy keeps commenting about it and I feel the nudge. I really do, but I also see all the limitations. Camera equipment and lighting and microphones. What do I know about about any of that stuff and producing a quality video in my tiny bedroom? Nothing. I know nothing. Then I think I don’t need to know about that stuff. Just teach the damn class, Cindy! So…that’s what I’m going to do. Starting Thursday the 25th, I will offer a Zoom yoga class at 6:00 PM (Central Time). The first class will be free to all who want to join in. If this goes well, the next classes will be donation based. Pay what you can or want. I was thinking of teaching a traditional Samatva practice. We will start with a gentle flow for warm up and then focus on a peak pose with gentle stretching and a guided savasana. I am also open to feedback from you and what you want or need from a yoga class. My practice is very adaptable to all levels and I will try to cover all of those modifications while teaching.

I will post this to Facebook and if you are interested, contact me via messenger or email (lucindamaddera@gmail) and I will provide you with the Zoom link for the class. Now, if you will excuse me, I’m going to go freak out about actually doing this.