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Day 73 LA-Yogaworks-Baron Baptiste

Baron Baptiste

Baron Baptiste

Attemptin’ to be chill, the YoYos are tryin’ to remind themselves that tonight’s practice with power hero, Baron Baptiste, is not their first with a yogi superstar. However, it’s kinda tough tryin’ to conceal the flat-out excitement of taking class from this world renowned teacher; the originator of the YoYo’s beloved Baptiste Power Vinyasa Yoga, author of the eye-openin’, “Journey into Power” ,  life-changin’“40 days to Personal Revolution”, and the clever parent/child book , “My Daddy is a Pretzel”.  Impactin’ the lives of major sports stars, celebrities, regular ‘ol YoYos and the impoverished, Baron, son of legendary yogis Walt and Magana, has thankfully brought his ground-breakin’ style and inspirin’ message across boundaries and out to the entire world.

Starting in Childs Pose - Baron at 7

Starting in Childs Pose - Baron at 7

Enterin’ the comfortable digs of our new home away from home, Yoga Works – Main ,in Santa Monica, habitat to internationally acclaimed yoga teachers and seemingly zillions of So Cal yogis, the YoYos felt the rush of energy sparkin’ off Baron’s loyal clan waitin’ for this  Vinyasa 2-3 class to begin. Startin’ in child’s pose, Baron instructed us to just, “let go”. No problem, the YoYo’s have been waitin’ years for the opportunity to “let go” and let Baron lead us through 1 ½ hours of Power, Baptiste style.

Baron Baptiste Sun Salutation

Sun Salutations Baptiste Style

Warmin’ up with a power integration that included firin’ up every YoYo body part for what was to come; Baron began his flawlessly instructed power flow.  Startin’ with those groundin’ stabilizers, the all important feet, and inchin’ up thru the entire body, Barron sequentially dissected every unhurried bend, deliberate twist,  lingerin’ stretch and killer STRENGTH move, ensuring our bodies were ripe and the juices was flowin’.   Deceptively intense, it wasn’t until savasana was a memory and the YoYo’s needed help to return to feet, that they realized they had been methodically and systematically worked to the core, by the effortless style of this yoga pioneer.

After class, the YoYo’s walked down the block to the deservingly famous, Santa Monica beach, and looked across the expanse of forever sand, out to sea.  There we stood, grateful our YoYo bodies stayed seemingly intact for this “most excellent” 73rd day.

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