In bootcamp, we do lunges, go up and down stairs, flip tires, and feel the air rush around us as we run around the track. Through it all, we’re embraced by the limitless predawn sky.
In yoga class, the world becomes more intimate. Our space is cave-like and instead of stars for illumination we have soft, dim lights and the quiet cadence of our teacher’s voice. We think about balance, we focus on breathing, and flow between downward dog and plank. Our muscles shake as we attempt to hold each pose. Our bodies heat up. Finally, we are rewarded with Savasanna, and can let go, this time embraced by our mats.