Now, some may think this “most excellent” adventure began 75 days ago when the “road-trippin’” YoYos packed The Ru; the wise, kind, old, “been everywhere man”, cocker spaniel, into the Suby disguised as a YoYo billboard and started hittin’ killler yoga studios on the west coast… but it ain’t true. This wild ride began eons ago when the then, hyper YoYo Yogini, was handed a video tape by a chum; hopin’ she might learn to “chill”a bit.

Watchin’ that unbeknownst to us at the time, life changin’ cartridge, the curious YoYo’s became captivated by a jean-sportin’, body challengin’, philosophy drippin’ dude who kept tellin’ us to… breathe. Now, the mistaken YoYos thought we were breathin,’ but persistently we forged ahead, usin’ our best gym-rat skills and spent the next hour gruntin’ our way through the classic, Bryan Kest Power Yoga, Vol 3 Sweat.

For three full years, before ever settin’ foot into a “live” class, the now nose breathin’, stronger and chiller YoYo’s found a day was not complete without releasin’ a few toxins and an all night dialogue comparin’ various body parts. It was a happy YoYo day when we finally acquired “ 3’s” companions, Power Yoga, Vol 1 and 2 to round out our “extensive” yoga library.

Fast forward – one decade later…

Lookin’ for a “nowhere to be seen” sign on the busy street, the baffled YoYos spotted a “traveled from Germany ” yogini, who assured us a hidden, unmarked doorway would lead us to the gigantic, unpretentious space of the famed, Bryan Kest Santa Monica Power Yoga studio.

Full circle, we were transported as 3-D Bryan began… “Alright everybody, let’s start in child’s pose”. The upgraded YoYos, now the proud owners of every video, DVD , and MP3 ever made by our virtual teacher, were pretty sure that over the next 90+ minutes we were gonna get our minds stretched and asses kicked by Bryan’s signature, sensual practice.

The cool style of this master teacher proceeded to more than accomplish our belief, while workin’ every body part to hell and back, creating openings we never knew we had and “flirt” with muscles we had only heard about. With his inexhaustible emphasis on the breath, and sound advice to “back-off” before ya loose it, our grounded, colorful-speakin’, no-nonsense YoYo guru gave us exactly what we came here for… that amazin’ body-stretchin’, mind-expandin’ peace-providin’ practice… Bryan Style… and the mind-blowin’ opportunity to meet our life-changin’ hero.

The YoYo’s loved this class and this man, who was the catalyst for our “most excellent” adventure!