I didn't realize I was in for a shock my first day of class with Usha. Was it from the frustration of being dropped to #19 on the waiting list from #3 when I'd originally signed up a month before? And the anticipation and anxiety of not knowing if I would actually get into the intensive course, the very one I'd been avoiding the past few months. Or, it could've been because for the last 2 months at Yog-Ganga, Rajiv, our teacher had been hammering into our heads that yoga is sooooooooo not about shin-shank-shoulder-left-foot-in-right foot-out and what have you...aka, asanas. But at the end of that first class with Usha, I was hurting quite a bit. Quite a bit. I can almost still feel the pain. It's been almost 3 weeks since the last class I had with her. And not from the "whackings" she dished out lavishly. I was holding basic poses to the max intensity like I've never done before.
Usha's intensive course is...well, what can I say? INTENSIVE. And all about asanas. We had 2 standalone lectures on the Bhagavad Gita, which was lovely, and also 2 evening classes of pranayams and self-practice. Otherwise, it was 8 days (thank God and Shiva for the one day break in between!) of asanas twice a day to the extreme. And I don't mean extreme like what you'd find in power yoga classes where it's all about adrenaline pumping, sweating yoga junkies (yes, admittedly me sometimes.) There were days we only worked through maybe 5 different poses, but I was stretched/straightened/bent to points I never thought possible. Even in just adho mukha svanasana, sweat was seeping through my pores. I think I finally learned to straightened my legs. Almost. I wasn't getting whacked on the back of my thighs anymore by the end of the general class.
Usha's style of teaching is certainly classical Iyengar method I'd heard of, perhaps feared, and most certainly been avoiding. It's like the traditional style of strict, stoic teaching I'd been accustomed to in Malaysia, even with the mild whackings. I found her dry, somewhat sarcastic humour quite entertaining however. She especially liked to pick on the "trouble" students. I ended up taking the general class for another 5 days, which I have to admit is more manageable. It was great to have self-practise time every day coupled with Usha's teachings. I don't know how this 70 year old lady made a class of 60 students from all around the world extend their limbs to the max while holding poses for seemingly torturous length of time but she somehow does, with finesse and quite a few laughs.