Sunday, April 10, 2016

Review: Sunrise in the City

Today, I went for my first free yoga class at Platinum Yoga, the place that first lit the fire under my formerly-lazy-but-now-yoga-humping ass.

As you probably can tell by now from my vast complaints, I am unsatisfied with KFit's cap on classes. What can I do with 10 classes a month?! It actually sounds okay if I go once every 3 days but I like clearing 3 classes at a shot on my off days so I started looking around for alternatives.

I picked up a Guavapass trial and that worked for a week but fell through because of my work commitments goddammit I BELONG TO THE FREE and hence only managed to try out a couple of yoga studios and pole dance classes.

It still wasn't enough to make up for the severe space in my schedule that KFit has so sweetly chewed out for me so I started Googling for free events. There's always free outdoor yoga on the weekends or pop-up pay-as-you-wish sessions, but I wanted something regular.

In desperation, I Googled 'free yoga Singapore'.

And bless my cheapskate soul, I ACTUALLY FOUND ONE!

Click on through to head to the website, but briefly, Sunrise in the City is an initiative by Health Promotion Board. In a bid to get Singaporeans off their lazy office asses, it has partnered up with malls, studios and trainers across Singapore to offer 100% free classes.

I was skeptical at first. But then I saw Platinum Yoga on the list and I weeped a little and booked out all their sessions for the month of April and May. You cannot imagine my excitement my God, to go back to the first studio that started it all? I could've came.

So I went for my first class today.







And it was brilliant.

I was so worried it'd be tailored to the wrong crowd because it was, after all, for the general public. To counter that, I took a seat way back (not my habit, I like to be way in front) so that I can subtly reach into the harder variations while the rest of the class moved on at their pace.

But ho ho ho Platinum Yoga proven themselves to be queen of my yoga studio list again, for they bitch-slapped my arrogance and threw me new moves to struggle into. I was so used to Strala that I forgot the outside world has new tricks for me.

I nailed most of the moves but two.

The first was this cross-legged fold. I couldn't reach into iy but instead of pissing me off, it made me smile over how bloody new this move was. I've been to at least 80yoga classes  across Singapore in the past six months so trust my arsenal of yoga moves but wow this was weird and lovely all at once.

And that's just the prelude.

This fancier pose up next murdered my back. It looked simple enough. Prop yourself up into a baby cobra then support a straight leg up with the other, pushing the base of the latter into the former's thigh. Go straight up, then tip on to the front. Grab dangling ankle with opposite hand and wait to die.

It was ridiculously fun.

I tipped over twice trying to grab my ankle by myself. The instructor then came over and pushed me into a lesser version of the pose. She emphasized that I was leaning on her, so I'd fall if she let go. To prove the point, she let go and I capsized and we laughed at my misery together lol.

The class ended punctually and I had plenty of time to take a long shower in their top-notch facilities before making my way to work.

It would seem that this free class benefitted everyone but there is a victim and it is Singtel because I dropped my coffee bun while eating on my way back to the train and it exploded all over the floor in front of their shop. I am sorry dammit fuck me.

To prove how sorry I was, I picked the bun up and ate it anyway.

So that's my Monday blues shot to death :D

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