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November 06, 2006
YO-GA! YO-GA!
OK, I have another God-related post coming up here soon, I just haven't had a chance to get my thoughts together. I just started reading Stealing Jesus by Bruce Bawer, so let me get a little further into that and I'll report back.
In any case, I have finally gotten my proverbial (and literal) butt into a yoga class. The instructor happens to be a fellow UU-church-goer, so I had met her before starting the class. It's "fitness yoga" meaning they dispense with all the mystical gobbledy-gook (though I do really enjoy hearing the names of the poses in Sanskrit), and concentrate on moving through poses fairly quickly to enhance muscle tone, circulation, and flexibility. I now feel like I need to find another day per week (class meets only on Sundays) to practice yoga, as it just feels wonderful to be doing it again and I'm not really getting much else in the way of non-cardiovascular exercise.
So, it's a motley crew each week, people seem to just come and go, but one fellow student intrigues me. There's a woman who looks to be about my age, seems somewhat shy, and is covered with really nice tattoos. I've spotted Tattoo Woman at the Y before, and am trying to figure out how to introduce myself without coming off as a complete dork. "Hi. I have tattoos too. Can we be friends?" Duh. As if that automatically means we're meant to be BFF... I have so many friends who are good at going up to complete strangers and striking up non-dorky conversations, but I'm always left feeling like I'm 16 years old again, in awe of the cool kids with not a thing to say. I tend to tag along behind someone cooler than me whom I do know, hoping to be introduced to the Coolest of the Cool.
There isn't much room for chit-chat in a yoga class either. Well, I was able to chat before class with the college kid who is the Parent-Child swim class instructor for our Saturday morning class with Lily. So, oops, I've obviously been seen Talking to a Jock, which means the Cool Arty Kids are never gonna speak to me now. See what I mean?
Posted by mwashburn at November 6, 2006 02:12 PMPosted to self reflection
Comments
Huh.
Posted by: Jesse at November 7, 2006 12:17 PM
That's where I saw 'BFF' recently. I almost used that phrase in a post today, but then realized I was ripping off something I had just read.
Posted by: adam at November 7, 2006 01:59 PM