247CM Fotografie | Diggy Lloyd
247CM Fotografie | Diggy Lloyd
Going to a yoga class has always sounded to me like going on a bad Tinder date — you know you aren't interested within the first 10 minutes, but you're already there, so you feel like you have to stick it out for at least an hour.
For years, I avoided taking what seems to be everyone's preferred fitness class. Whenever I chatted about workouts with friends, the conversation eventually led to favorite workouts , how tough they were, and if they were worth returning to. When yoga was brought up, most people were shocked that I had gone this long without ever taking a class.
The truth is, I never took a yoga class not because I was reluctant to try something new, but because I had always felt like I wouldn't like it. I've always loved high-energy workouts that keep me moving at a fast pace. You can usually catch me at the gym starting off with 45 minutes of cardio on the treadmill, elliptical, or stair climber, then, moving to weight machines and free weights for both my upper and lower body. Yoga seemed like the total opposite of exercise I would enjoy doing. Plus, I'm not exactly what you would call a calm person — I won the 'Most Talkative' superlative in the fifth grade for crying out loud.
After turning down invites to join my mom and my best friend for their weekly yoga class for over a year now (yes, they're friends), I was on a business trip and was offered the opportunity to take a yoga class. I took it, even though I wasn't thrilled about the idea. I was going to be among other fitness editors and writers my age and thought that, if anything, it would be a good bonding activity. I was also curious to see if what I thought would make me dislike yoga would happen to be true. For the record, I went into it with an open mind and was prepared to be zen AF, but it didn't go quite like that.
It was warm, comfortable morning at an outdoor venue with dozens of eager yogis and occasional class goers gathering for a 9 a.m. Vinyasa yoga session. I felt super official in my no-slip grip socks and excited to get my workout done first thing in the morning .
Ich versuchte, mich auf meine Atmung zu konzentrieren, die Augen geschlossen zu halten und sogar meinen Geist sauberzuwischen. Je mehr ich es versuchte, desto mehr begann ich über alles nachzudenken, von der Arbeit über Besorgungen bis hin zu dieser unangenehmen Sache, die ich einmal in der High School gesagt hatte.
Wir begannen ganz einfach mit einer Bergpose, um unseren Körper in Bewegung zu bringen. Schließlich entwickelten wir uns zu anderen klassischen Posen wie dem herabschauenden Hund, dem gedrehten Dreieck und der Seitenplanke. Das Training selbst hat definitiv meine Muskeln gefordert und mich ein wenig ins Schwitzen gebracht, vor allem weil ich es nicht gewohnt bin, Planks zu machen und meinen Körper so zu verformen, wie es beim Yoga erforderlich ist. Es war beeindruckend zu sehen, wie mühelos einige der Männer und Frauen es schafften. Ich hingegen konnte mich nicht entspannen – in diesem langsamen, achtsamen Tempo zu trainieren, langweilte mich einfach.
Ich liebe es, für eine Trainingseinheit ins Fitnessstudio zu gehen, weil es mir alles nimmt, was mich an diesem Tag belastet. Wenn es keine laute Musik oder ständige Bewegungen gibt, die meine Energie kanalisieren, wie beim Yoga, bin ich mit meinen Gedanken allein. Ich versuchte, mich auf meine Atmung zu konzentrieren, die Augen geschlossen zu halten und sogar meinen Geist sauberzuwischen. Je mehr ich es versuchte, desto mehr begann ich über alles nachzudenken, von der Arbeit über Besorgungen bis hin zu dieser unangenehmen Sache, die ich einmal in der High School gesagt hatte.
Yoga is harder than meets the eye — I was sore the next day — so I'm not bashing its physical aspect at all, but mentally I don't think I could ever truly relax and appreciate each and every muscle movement as other people in the class did. Hats off to them, but it's just not me. Regardless, I went through all the moves and tried to pull off the yogi persona as well as well as I possibly could. Honestly, the only thing getting me through the class was knowing I could grab breakfast afterwards. I was waiting to experience the relaxation that everyone talks about (and trust me, I tried), but instead I just found myself wishing that I was exuding more energy in my workout.
Sure, every yoga class is different and maybe another version, like a cardio-yoga hybrid class , würde besser zu mir passen, aber ich bin nicht optimistisch. Die allgemeine Atmosphäre von Yoga ist einfach nichts für mich, und das ist zu 100 Prozent in Ordnung. Ich bleibe bei Cardio und Gewichten. . . und nur Namaste weg vom Yoga von nun an.
