Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Yes, I remember like it was yesterday. Actually Saturday before last. But I didn't want to write about it until now.
I came out of class, just as the Master Teacher was coming into the studio. I asked him if I should return to his class (the one where I was provoked into throwing blanket, block and towel).
(I'd caught him off guard.) "You're welcome to take any class," and then he said, coldly, "It's up to you ..."
Remember the '80s throwback character who owned the Globo Gym in the movie Dodgeball?
Well, this clean cut Master Teacher is a close counterpart to that guy.
Complete with white robe and ceremonial scarf ... his baloney bio story about an abusive childhood, etc. But he will always accuse me of reaching for that cookie instead of a carrot ...
That ain't really yoga.