Because that facing your fear and trying something totally new keeps you young, Janey Hedge, 54, takes herself to a south London yoga studio on the Monday
morning to test it for the first time
Approaching the yoga venue, I berated myself. Why on earth had I
volunteered to strip off my clothes in front of people I'd never
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Granted, I've been up for to taking myself out of my safe place,
particularly as mid-life traditionally has a tendency towards
conservatism. I've never
wanted to be that typical mumsy type who plays things safe as life rushes by. But this was surely one step too much.
It wasn't too late to pull out with some feasible-sounding
excuse, even in the last second. I possibly could blame a
late-running train, a chilly that'd
knocked me sideways, even that moody teenager of mine having another of her domestic crises. She surely required my urgent attention in your own home.
With faltering steps, I persuaded myself to carry on, although
doubts continued to boost their ugly heads. Why hadn't I
persuaded a girlfriend in the future
along for moral support?
So WHY won't you arrived at naked yoga beside me?
Every female friend to whom I'd mentioned my experiment had
recoiled in horror while coming up with a list of random and
they'll all be super slim and gorgeous; obviously you don't do yoga naked unless you're an exhibitionist; all of the men will be either leering sex maniacs;
it will be a hardcore gay thing.
And what about hair? You'll have to get waxed 'down there.' Imagine doing the 'downward facing dog' position behind somebody having a hairy butt!
Quite simply, my girlfriends thought I was stark raving mad and wouldn't have joined me even if I'd begged.
The walk have been 5 minutes of hell, but I'd somehow wound up at
the venue. As I waited for the teacher to show up, other
participants arrived. To my
relief, the four men looked completely normal. Not a rubber-clad gimp or long black trench coats together.
Nevertheless, I prayed for a woman to create 2 Day Diet Japan Lingzhi a look and feel. In the prospect of 4 men and me, all nude, I couldn't help but feel slightly vulnerable.
Personal safety hadn't been something which had occurred to me,
but what if, despite their seeming normalcy, the people suddenly
were built with a rush of
blood to the groin and lunged at me, the lone female?