Today I went to a yoga class. For all of you who aren’t familiar with yoga, it doesn’t involve learning to use the Force and talking backwards. Apparently, the goal of yoga is to get you “in touch with your inner self.” Now, I don’t know if I’m the kind of guy who’s okay with touching my inner anything, but I figured I might as well try it. And for something that’s supposed to at least be “relaxing,” it was a bit stressful at first; contorting myself into 18 different “poses” in front of a bunch of strangers isn’t exactly my style, either. But everyone seemed to mind their own business, and I think I did okay until we got to Downward Facing Dog (or Butt In the Air, as I called it).
I think just about any new experience–skydiving, your first day at a new job, driving on the freeway–can be stressful, but once you get the hang of it, you realize it’s pretty good for you. Just start out slow and easy and work your way up, sort of how I began with the Cow Pose; by the time I got to Downward Facing Dog, I felt pretty confident. And the proper attire never hurts.
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