I did naked yoga.
This post is from guest blogger, YumYucky
Naked Yoga has been alive in the States since the 1960s. It might sound gross, bizarre and maybe a little perverted, but according to a recent MSNBC article, it’s proving to be a budding trend with naked classes popping up – whether informally in someone’s home or in a studio – in big cities like New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco and Boston. Classes can be men only, women only, or co-ed, and some studios admit that their classes are designed to appeal to gay males and may include partner posing. The article states that males tend to favor the practice of naked yoga more than women.
Gay or straight is your own preference – I’m not here to judge that, but I can’t imagine myself doing anything naked in a public setting, let alone on display with a nude partner. So I did half-naked Yoga while alone in my bedroom. Some admit that public classes can become sexually charged, but many instructors stand firm that it’s all about fitness.
WHY DID I DO IT HALF-NAKED?
I didn’t intend to. As I changed out of my nighttime t-shirt to throw on some fitness gear, I thought, “Eh, what the hell. I do it half-naked instead.” So I did a flowly Yoga routine set to some spa-like, new age music that’s so relaxing. And yes, I did this top-naked routine in front of a full length mirror.
It was great not feeling constricted and squeezed in the upper boobies region from a sports bra. I literally let it all hang out. There was nothing gross or sexual about it. I was doing Yoga, same as any other day.
WHAT DID I GET OUT OF IT?
Today was my first session of top-naked Yoga and there will definitely be more. In just one day of this taboo exercise in front of the mirror, I saw my body in a different light. Because I was topless and completely uncovered from the torso on up, I was able to see the full strength that came from each pose, whether it be in my arms, shoulders, torso, or pecs (chest) region. I normally complain about my less than perky 37-year-old boobs, and I always whine about my midsection, but today while doing half-nude Yoga, I valued every naked part of my body as beautiful.
During this 40-minute session, my so-called body flaws became invisible. Instead, I saw muscles where I thought there was barely any definition. I also noticed a budding transformation taking shape in my troubled zones from all those previous weeks of exercise commitment. I did not see myself as fatty or skin-stretched or flawed in any way. There was only beauty and strength.
Isis Phoenix is a Yoga teacher from New York. In a 2008 UK article on naked Yoga, Phoenix gave her take on naked Yoga and body image: “It’s about loving your body from every shape, size and pose,” said Phoenix. “We’re removing shame from the body.”
What’s your take on naked Yoga? Would you try it in the privacy of your home?