What happened when I did yoga naked with dozens of strangers
When I sign up for Naked In Motion’s combo pilates and yoga class — a workout sans clothes — I have a lot of questions: When do you get naked? What if you have to fart? Do people hit on each other? (Probably not if you fart.)
While I’ve made great strides from the body-conscious teenager I used to be, I know that I’ve still got some work to do. That’s why the class is so intriguing to me. For example, I’m not the kind of person who can stand naked in a locker room without feeling uncomfortable. I don’t like seeing my body, sans clothes, when I’m in a changing room.
In fact, I’ve never even been skinny-dipping.
In more practical terms, I don’t do yoga. Ever. I can’t touch my toes — or my ankles. In other words, I have the flexibility of a 70-year-old man. Needless to say, I am a little anxious about working out naked, but I’m hopeful that the experience will help me love my body a little bit more.
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