Sometimes you are feeling adventurous. Sometimes you are willing to ignore personal boundaries and risk that your butt may fall on some stranger’s head.
This…is one of those times.
We had been talking for months about going to Acroyoga and shied away. Did we know enough yoga? Were we pretzely enough? Finally, we mustered the courage to go to the Trapeze School of New York in Chicago hidden at the Broadway Armory.
Our teacher, Jenny Melnick, and a fellow student guided us through the fine art (or in our case, the fine line) of counterbalancing, using your body weight to support poses and each other.
Mon: As we learned the basic poses, it was a challenge to communicate and listen to my body and my partner. Some poses were easy and fun while other poses push your limit. I had to learn to trust myself and my partner as we relied on each other in poses such as the High Flying Whale.
Kat: I was meant to be a base. (Don’t be dirty! A base is the pyramid person that the pose is built on). Although it was weird at times finding the right balance, as I am short and everyone else was so gazelle like, I embraced being the rock of the formation. Jenny took more care with us as we were new which made a challenging experience more comfortable.
We both highly recommend the experience. It would be worthwhile to go with a bestie or a man friend you trust as you are often in twister-like compromising positions.