What a way to celebrate International Yoga Day.
I find myself in a dark room softly illuminated by the glow of candles. Outside there is a wild and wooly storm, the wind and rain lashes against and rattles the window. It’s a stark contrast to the warm, welcoming and cosy environment inside. I am on all fours, running through a cat/cow sequence with 20 other gorgeous women, who like me are all naked. Stark, bare, beautiful, and NAKED.
Tonight I experienced my first ever nude yoga class.
Now let me commence with my original comment when someone told me about Nude Yoga.
“Gross, just GROSS. Nope, no, definitely not!’
In my mind I had a visual of a well lit room, filled with naked bodies in uncompromising yoga positions, a rear view vision of downward dog. Shudder.
However, this idea kept presenting itself and after a girlfriend told me about…