I had no idea what to expect in Duncan Wong's class this morning at 8am. The lithe, tattooed Duncan showed up at class not just ready to teach, but ready to party. He led us through a nearly 2-hour sequence of his own breed of asana that incorporates various versions of warrior, martial arts, and dance club booty-shaking. (One of the main roles of his assistant was to DJ the class from the set he had put on his iPod, which included Jay-Z, Japanese anime tunes, and some Deva Premal thrown in for good measure).

The class was about strengthening the core and learning to float in and out of jumps. Duncan gave a pretty spectacular performance of his practice. The top photo there, though blurry, shows him in action.

It was a good workout and entertaining, for sure, if not a little hard (for me) to keep up with. I especially loved it when Duncan, in the midst of demonstrating a really complicated sequence of twisting and kicking and squatting, would stop in his tracks, put his hand to his ear, and delight in the music booming from the sound system.