Before reading this post you must understand – I am a hybrid yogi. Yes I love to get my downward dog on, but I also like to get my booze hound on over the weekends. And while I exist happily both on my yoga mat and in bars there are certain things that should never be put together. Alcohol and yoga are two of those things.
Last night following an inversion & arm balancing workshop that lasted until 10pm my roommate and I decided we needed to have a night out on the town. So after applying all our various beautifying products and downing a couple shots of whiskey we made our way to one of our favorite spots and set up shop. It was a pretty packed Friday night and we were enjoying the music and the crowd when a gentleman approached us (as drunk gentleman do in bars).
Said gentleman immediately started busting his most impressive hip hop moves for us. Now please, understand that I have been off the market for quite a while so I get a little confused when someone is clearly trying to dance with me. I took this as a challenge… and as I don’t know how to dance I responded in the only way I saw fit at the time. I knelt down and made an attempt at one of my favorite arm balances.
Now, I can fly up into side crow no problem in the sober light of any studio – but like I said, there are some things that shouldn’t be mixed… side crow and whiskey, for example. What I envisioned in my head to be the ultimate burn to the dancing gentleman resulted in me ending up, well… end up in the middle of a bar. More upsetting than the position of my ass-ana was the fact that I face planted onto the floor of a bar. SICK.
So, you may be wondering what I’m taking away from this situation besides possibly tetanus or some other unmentionable germ. What I am choosing to take away from this is the following: you shouldn’t use your yoga practice to one up anyone, but most especially not someone in a bar. Consider this my ego-check and yours if you choose to take it that way. Don’t use yoga for evil – and especially don’t use it in bars for anything.
Omg, that’s a hilarious story! I teach PiYo, which also makes me something of a hybrid yogi and I have only one bit of advice. If you’re going to do drunk yoga, do it with your students in a locked room but, under no circumstances should it be attempted in front of strangers. Also, it’s probably best that no one takes photos.
I was told a drop back into a backbend/wheel makes a good party trick! Maybe try that instead next time hehe
haha well I should work on those sober, first. My drop backs still leave something to be desired on my mat, let alone in a bar
Love your blog. This post reminds me of a movie – and I can’t remember the name of it – or really even all of the detes accurately – but Shirley McClaine is in it and it seems (oh, please forgive my ascension memory) she is extolling the virtues of her blender health drink to her daughter (?) – then she pours a ton of vodka (or some such liquid) into it and starts doing her yoga. Well, honestly, it was one of the funniest scenes I’ve ever seen in a movie (but of course only certain people would get the humor in it). Glad to have found you.
“Yes I love to get my downward dog on, but I also like to get my booze hound on over the weekends”
LOL I love this line!
Haha thank you for writing this =]
It was the chance for a most welcome crack up laughing session!
Love your witty writing style ^^
Yes, kareninyogaland, I think I told you about the drop back thing, when confessing to the shameful yoga shows I’ve put on when drunk. Bless. THis was heeeelarious, especially the knowng-I’m-not-alone bit.