Medical classes

Yesterday morning ladies’ class was with Geetaji, with Guruji practicing in the corner & observing. Before class began, I approached Raya, one of the assistants, and told him about my shoulder. You’re expected to let the teacher or assistant know if you have any medical issues, and since I hadn’t been told yet whether I’d be in the medical classes, I figured I better make sure everyone knows. I was sent to the back by the grill to use as modifications as they would arise, and then another assistant approached me and brought be downstairs to speak with Pandu, where I was told I would be in the medical (remedial) classes beginning Monday, and that I could observe the class I had been pulled from. This is a great relief for me. The medical classes will be very helpful and therapeutic, and a tremendous learning experience!

Here are some photos I took of the schedule of classes.

20130804-074127.jpgThe top schedule is for classes upstairs, which is generally classes for local residents.20130804-074224.jpgThe classes I’ll attend will be from the downstairs schedule, but I’m allowed to observe any of the classes (upstairs or downstairs).

I love the photo below. This is the monument at the entrance of the Institute. I don’t recall if I mentioned that Ramamani Iyengar was Guruji’s wife, who passed away in 1973. The Institute, Ramamani Iyengar Memorial Yoga Institute (RIMYI) was named after her.20130804-074534.jpg

Here we are (me, Sharon & Kathleen) going over notes after class.20130804-074633.jpg

Here’s a picture of the house (or should I say mansion) between our flat and the park.20130804-074939.jpg
20130804-075008.jpgReally? This sign is posted near the entrance of the park. Lots of cars honking there.

What came first, the sidewalk or the tree?20130804-075550.jpg
20130804-075704.jpgAll around sidewalk safety issue.

20130804-075816.jpgPune bus stop.

20130804-075901.jpgLalit Mahal, a restaurant where we’ve eaten three times. It’s a great little locals restaurant.
20130804-080110.jpg20130804-080138.jpgAbove is a plate served to every table (like chips and salsa at Rancho’s). The red stuff is a pickled dish, usually mango or lime. It’s very odd, but not bad tasting.

And look, they must have read my blog. New bill folder!

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Today is Sunday – no classes today. We’ve pre-hired a rickshaw driver, Nana, who comes highly recommended from those who’ve treaded before us, to take us across town to go shopping.