I found myself crying on my mat during final savasana yesterday. This was my first time. Let me explain. The class was extremely hot & humid. It was very packed too, 45 to 50 students. It was also the last “official” class for all the 30-day challengers at the studio and many people looked tired and sick. By the time we reached the Standing Bow Pulling Pose, more than half of the class, was on the floor and some students have left the room. I managed to stay focused and finished the standing series but I was completely out of breath.
The 2 minute savasana felt like heaven, no room for thoughts during this pose. I was living in the moment. I had a good cobra and locust afterwards. I felt I was flying. Then, I lost my breath again during the floor bow pose. I ended up taking a mini break during the first set of camel pose. I honestly was going to stay there for the whole pose, second set included, when the teacher said something along these lines “good classes feed your ego but the classes that kick your ass are the ones that make you stronger”. I stood up and finished it without further breaks.
By the end of the class, I was exhausted (like never before) & happy & full of love, crying on my mat. I felt exactly the same as when I saw my daughter for the first time after 21 hours of labor. I am not exaggerating here. It was the most amazing feeling. I wish I could do this every single day for the rest of my life. One day I will. But for now, I am just enjoying one class at a time. Has did ever happened to you? Crying on a BY class?