In the summer of 2001, never having set foot in a hot yoga studio, I packed my bags and headed to Los Angeles to rendezvous with my Florida-based friend to attend the Bikram Yoga teacher training. By some miracle I survived the two classes a day for nine weeks and went straight to work teaching in London’s only hot yoga studio at that time.
However, I was never really happy teaching 16- and 60-year-olds, ballerinas and brick layers the same sequence of poses in the same way and I intuitively taught variations for those who needed them.