April 16, 2007

• Yogaing ain’t easy

  Today was my second day at Bikram Yoga in Park Slope, and I gotta say I’m pretty impressed by some of the people in my class.

  I’m a pretty athletic guy, and I can hold my own in most sports, especially tennis, soccer, basketball, football, and ultimate. I can usually count on being one of the faster/in shape players. However, when it comes to yoga, I’m apparently the equivalent of the slow, wheezing for breath on every play, completely uncoordinated guy that everyone picks last when making teams.

  My class this morning was mostly women and a few older guys, and two of the women were pregnant. Every single one of them was better than me, it wasn’t even close. I’m sitting there happy to be able to reach my toes, and then I see one of the pregnant women bending backward with her hands almost able to grab her ankles while her hands pointed upward. So basically I was getting schooled by someone who not only had to control her body, but also one inside her. Doh.

  Also, it was a 100 degrees inside (by design, that’s part of the program) so I was sweating like a Brit in Calcutta. Somehow a few of the people inside were barely breaking a sweat!

  I dream of a day when I can walk down the street knowing that I can touch my ankles while bending backwards and pitying all the fools that can’t. Until then, I’ll be working on touching my toes.

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