In fact, this one is the closest to the IRL experience. If you’re new to their fast-paced style, there’s a “Get Started” video to explain the way the classes are structured, which is mostly the same as their in-person studios: Vinyasa repeats three flows three times each, and Slow Burn holds poses for longer.
Y7 is a music-based studio with locations in L.A., Chicago, and NYC, where I was a bit of a regular before this whole quarantine thing started. (Some classes require other doodads if so, I’ve mentioned it below.) The best part is, because it’s yoga, all I really need is a mat to flow from the living room. I flowed along with some of my favorite New York City studios who are now offering online classes, either via their own platforms or on Instagram Live, as well as some of the always-online classes that I’d been missing out on as a (formerly) IRL yoga loyalist.Īnd while nothing can replace flowing to Drake in a humid, candlelit room with strangers, I found that the instructors are lively, the flows are just as intense as any real-life class, and the plant porn in the background is every bit as inspiring.
I even miss awkwardly bumping elbows with my neighbor.īut for the foreseeable future, I’ll be doing my poses from home, so I decided to test out as many classes as I could physically handle, all in an attempt to find my zen from my living room. I miss the way sweat would gush down my forehead, effectively blinding me. I miss the smell of palo santo smudge sticks. I really, really, really miss yoga studios.