Today I completed my third yoga session. The class is taught by an apparently-quite-skilled (and patient and helpful!) instructor here at the main Google gym, and she’s noted that it’s essentially “Iyengar-flow” style.
I, however, have decided to nickname it D’oh-whoa style. D’oh: not in a painful sense, but in a OH HAI I HAZ HIDDN MUSSELS kinda way. And whoa: just absolute wow in watching my classmates.
Let me clarify. This class—though filled with more intermediate/advanced folks than beginners—features people of many ages and all body types. I’m staring at shapes and movements… people doing handstands and headstands and balancing with grace… and I’m admiring deceptively simple and stunning lines.
Maybe it’s my background as a dancer that has me being so observant, so in awe, and also so embarrassed that my body is not moving like that, probably will never move like that. And yet, despite my dancing experiences and mindset, I’m also feeling a bit shy and embarrassed about staring. Perhaps being a guy (but, interestingly, far from the only guy in this class) is partly to blame for my self-consciousness… not primarily about my own un-performance, but about my watching of others, learning, trying to do what they’re doing, feeling what they’re feeling.
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The instructor kindly noted that—while most can achieve great improvement and wonderful results from yoga—some are innately, genetically predisposed to being able to do certain things. I, seemingly, do not have such genes.
But I’ve already felt good things from this class. I’ve enjoyed the feeling of stretchiness and the body awareness afterward (with surprisingly and happily not too much soreness). And after each class, I seem to be in a better mood than before I hit the mat.
So I’ll likely continue this, along with my (typically) once-weekly weight lifting and about once-weekly swing dancing and/or waltzing. You may note that all of these activities have two things in common: they’re improving my body, but they’re also at least slightly social. Sure, there’s very minimal talking in yoga, but there’s a pleasure in the familiarity; I’ve already seen several folks I know from around the ‘plex, and this is both motivating and comforting.
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Have any of you tried yoga? If so, what kinds, and do you have any words of wisdom or encouragement for me? 😀