Bikram got more and more irate and about midway through the floor series, he started a fairly long rant and rave about how weak we are. He was pretty angry, and just stopped the class. Cancelled it all together and walked out. Don't know if that ever happened before, but frankly, I don't blame the guy. I'm fairly beat up --- my back is killing me, my knees are still really sore and my hamstrings are tighter than strings on a fiddle. But when Bikram is the instructor, I do the very best I can. He asks for that and I deliver it. Healthy people here in their mid-'20's should be able to get through the classes without having to go down on the floor or leave the studio.
But here's the thing. This is a boot camp-like experience, and it's time for the shake up. Every single movie about creating a team of well-performing individuals includes the scene where the leader is disappointed and first yells and then gives a big speech and then everybody works harder and comes together either because they are mad at the leader and/or eventually because they want to follow the leader. Either way, the process is a needed one and tonight, we'll be up for a long, long, time. Tomorrow, the real yoga will begin and everyone will start to perform like never before.
My only hope is that I don't tear or injure anything.
Love to all.