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Core Power

Mykala, after recently graduating from her 200 hour instructor training at Core Power, is now (almost) certified to teach yoga. By summing up the whole experience in one sentence, I fail to describe the amount of energy required to get through the training. As Mykala was gone for many nights and weekends, I did my best to be supportive, but I got a chance to actually help when her class of budding instructors was required to bring in a novice and teach a class. I was the novice.

This was one of my favorite things Mykala and I have yet done together. We were both outside of our comfort zones, but it isn’t like we could rely directly on one another for support. We were apart — she one of the teachers and I one of the amateurs. I was nervous that I would fall over in the middle of the class; she was nervous because she had to teach and make sure we didn’t fall over. These Core Power classes rely strongly on verbal cues to pace and the class and guide the students. When everyone is new, the cues must stand nearly on their own to describe the postures of yoga… there is no “expert” in the class you can look to for a clue of what shape you should be putting your body in.

They turned down the heat in the room a little bit for us, so I think we were only at 78°F, or something like that. It was just enough to get you warmed up and more flexible, but not so much that it felt stifling. Mykala did a great job teaching her part of the class, and I didn’t fall over.

In the future, I’d like to try not only more yoga, but more things where we are both outside that comfort zone. I’m sure books on relationships recommend exactly this type of activity, but such advice sounds much less trite and obvious after you’ve actually tried it.

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