By Sam Peterson
My Mom has been practicing yoga for nearly my whole life. So naturally, I never wanted to try it! But recently, I found myself walking into a Beginner’s class at a yoga studio (my Mom’s yoga studio nonetheless). To my relief there was another guy in this class, and I immediately went to the back corner with him (for moral support). In the United States, yoga is primarily practiced by women, leading me to believe that yoga is feminine or at the very least not “manly”. But just seeing another guy in the class, allowed me to put my ego aside and give yoga a fair chance. The class focused on the techniques of basic yoga poses. Going through these poses I realized how out of touch with my body I am. I could not remember the last time I thought about the direction my hips were facing or when I had consciously focused on my breathing pattern. But as the class went on, I began to feel more comfortable in my body. I was quickly able to follow directions, and feel my muscles at work. What I found most fascinating was that after the class I actually felt stronger. My muscles felt sinewy and responsive. It reminded me of a long hike in the woods. The next day, I did not feel sore, I felt strengthened. My first yoga class was surprising; I’m looking forward to seeing what else is waiting for me in the yoga studio.