One day, mid-flow, I noticed the rest of the class was already down dogging while I was still pulling my heart through my arms in bhujangasana (cobra). Which surprised me.

I’ve always avoided bhujangasana. Teachers bust me for rushing through it. When I have managed to stay in the pose for the requisite breaths I see how easily you can avoid a pose even while you are in it. Something I should have learned during my third year of dating a gay man.