clothes free yoga class experience
I don’t do yoga. I believe that a good workout should make you want to cry, and Vinyasa just doesn’t cut it. But what gives me more pause than making time for something I consider physically nonessential is that I’m simply too competitive. Yoga is all about being inside of yourself. I’m busy comparing my balance and flexibility to everyone else’s in the room, then feeling guilty for not being Zen and for losing, i.e., not being perfect in my poses (in that order).
So when I arrived at Bold & Naked in Chelsea, I was pleased to find that the teacher-owners, a middle-aged German couple, didn’t take things too seriously. They joked about the horrible winter we’re having, promised me a mat especially for tall people (thanks for the reminder, guys), and, best of all, refused entry to semi-creepy guy who claimed he couldn’t fill out the appropriate preregistration forms because he had no Internet access.