I’ve spoken about the things I love to do alone.
I’ve also spoken about the things I hate alone, or am scared of.
After writing last week though, I began to think:
What about the things I haven’t tried? The things I’ve never experienced at all, let alone by myself?
And it’s true, while I’m proud of how much I’ve been able to experience alone, there is still a lot in this world and even right in this city that I’ve never even tried.
SO I WENT TO A YOGA CLASS.
Exercising alone is pretty common, but fitness classes have always intimidated me. I’m what most people would consider not athletic. Despite how much time I spend on video games, my fine motor skills are just about as awkward as my social demeanour. Group all of that together, and you get a boy who has always been pretty positive that he’d make a fool of himself in any sort of group fitness activity.
So I tried yoga. I figured that my first foray into an exercise class should be with the activity that mostly involves standing completely still. As it turns out, I absolutely loved it.
What I wasn’t expecting but was pleasantly surprised to see upon entering the studio, was just how many people came alone; about half of the class. Even those that came in pairs were effectively solo, as theres not a lot of socializing to be done when the instructor has you bury your head in between your ankles.
I know this may seem pretty lame to many of you. I’ve literally crossed the continent alone with no issues, but it took me this long to work up to attending a yoga class.
Well here is the kicker: I’m probably going to do it again.
I actually really enjoyed myself. The exercise wasn’t super demanding, and in conjunction with how many of us were there alone, there wasn’t really a lot of opportunity to make a fool of myself for a group of yogis.