The Yoga Class
I walked into a local yoga studio with some apprehension. Would I still be able to "do" yoga? What if the other students were judging how stiff I am, despite being the youngest person in the room? "Leave your bags in the desk over here". The desk is on the other side of the room. What if I go low and have to walk across the room to get my things mid practice? I lay my mat on the floor in my allocated spot at the front. Naturally I've put it down the wrong way. "Ah, nerves" the instructor said with a smile. "That obvious huh?" I ease into the practice and slowly get used to the instructor adjusting every one of my postures. "Are you a dancer?" I don't quite know whether to be proud or offended as she studies my foot position. Don't dancers have notoriously dreadful feet? "For a while. I took up tap dancing again a few years back" "I knew it" she laughs, moving my foot inward from its turnou...