Yesterday, June 21st, was the summer solstice, a.k.a. the longest day of the year. To celebrate the summer solstice and the beloved, ancient practice of Yoga, over 1,500 of Indianapolis’ yogis congregated on Monument Circle for the 3rd year of the city’s largest yoga event aptly named, Monumental Yoga.
“I always knew hell would be hot, but I guess I didn’t expect I’d be holding down dog.” This was the thought running through my head in February of 2011. I was living in New York City, and rather than joining an expensive gym, I would buy Groupons for work out studios, attend one or two classes, and never return. One such Groupon was for a yoga class. One overcrowded room and several uppity and unapproachable yogis later, I walked home, shivering in the New York winter air, sweat frozen on my clothes, and fully convinced I would never again take a yoga class.
Fast forward to January 2015 in Indianapolis. I had been running, playing on a soccer league, and attending boxing classes, and thought I could benefit from a low-key once-a-week donation yoga class to stretch out my muscles. I started looking for a place to do drop-in yoga once a week; not have to belong- just be an anonymous face in a crowded class to stretch at the end of the week. I chose the wrong place, and I’m so happy I did.
Spring break is quickly approaching, and the heat is on for achieving the perfect
summer body. While the sunshine and blue skies are just peaking through here in Indiana, there’s no better way to get in shape than a hot yoga class. It’s the perfect way to get in shape and achieve peace of mind all while working up a sweat. And maybe, just maybe, if you close your eyes long enough, the heat of the studio can be enough to let your mind escape to an island far, far away.