In tomorrow’s Times Travel section Maureen Dowd writes about a spa in Miami Beach.
“It was a refreshing change to be the most agile skeleton-stretcher in a qi gong class that was a fusion of yoga and martial arts, a sorty angry yoga.”
My favorite yoga class was one taught in Brooklyn by a woman named Alma. Too many yoga instructors erect verbal roadblocks. They fill space that should not be filled. Whatever Alma said moved with the poses.