I recently joined the YMCA because although I have been working out for a while, I have never been a member of a gym, ever. I also wanted to do some different types of classes to shift me from my comfort zone. Let me also add, that although I have been working out for a while, I am still not physically fit. I am a big girl. Plus-sized. Large. Chubby. BBW. Solid. Thick. Overweight. Curvy. Plump. Fat. Voluptuous. Keep this in mind as you read. (Note: I am not offended or trying to offend anyone with my use of the terms above. I earned my body by lack of discipline and love of cake and now am working to repair the damage that I have done.)
Tuesday was my first day participating at the gym. I’ve always wanted to try yoga and since this location offers a class, I took it. Of course, as I’m new to the gym and to yoga as well, my nerves were already tingling in the high 60%. Add to it that I am the biggest person in the class, my nerves shot up to 98.6355% tingly. Nonetheless, I continued my journey to getting out of my comfort zone. During the class, 169 billion thoughts rolled through my head. Here is 10 that I could quickly share with you.
Overall, I enjoyed the class. The music was soothing. The instructor was kind and helpful. I could can feel the stretch in my body. It was challenging and nerve racking, and I stood out, but I will definitely do it again. For me, the long-term benefits of class will outweigh the nervous and embarrassment factors. As the instructor said, the more I do it, the better I will be. I am looking forward to bettering my balance, flexibility and muscle stability. I also look forward to breaking the image in my head of what a yoga class looks like. I will continue to tell myself that this fat, black girl belongs there. Yoga is a form of exercise. Exercise is for everyone. So I will continue to go back. Join me sometime, we can stand out together.