Dahn Yoga & Meditation

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This review has been a long time coming, since I haven’t set foot in this facility in ages. But! It was an awesome experience while I was signed up, and I’d definitely do it again. I had never even heard of «Dahn» (Korean) yoga when I took the first introductory class. The one we signed up for was supposed to be a digestive class, and everyone else in the room was probably 3x our age, but once the warm-​up was over it was serious business. My body was pulled in ways I didn’t know it could contort in to. Your Grandma may be in this class, so this *is* your Grandma’s yoga; but did you know she could lie on her back and put her feet over her head? The best part about it being a more mature crowd: no one gives a flying fuck that you’re not in head-​to-​toe Lululemon. I rolled in to class twice a week in my High School gym sweats.
Everyone here is welcoming and friendly, and even though I loathe speaking in public; my favorite part of the class was the after workout tea-​time. Everyone sits in a circle, has some amazing tea and talks about their week. One week, we had this adorable and ultra-​bendy Korean lady take over the class permanently.
Old man: «You have the most beautiful accent. Where are you from?»
Instructor: «Oh. Ah, yes, well thank you. I AM FROM TORONTO!»