Canadian Yoga Class

Two Cents’ Worth in the Nickel City
Canadian Yoga Class

I braved my first winter in Ontario and I did not come out of it half bad.  In Florida, the winter season  means part-time residents and a giant influx of tourism.  In Sudbury, it means being shut in for four months.  But I have become acclimated now and to prove it, I went out and joined a yoga class.
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To the casual Canadian observer this might not seem like much of a cultural leap, but let me explain.  In the States, we don’t take up an exercise class  now, in the Spring;  we do it in January.  That’s right.  In America, exercising is part of our New Year’s resolution.  It is Spring now.  You don’t take up exercising in Spring because you have no excuse to quit.
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Back home, everybody breaks New Year’s resolutions by February.  It is like a do-over, sort of a ‘get out of jail free card’ for commitments you should have thought twice about before making. Americans have a reasonable excuse to stop exercising in February because we were caught up in all that New Year’s hype.  Everyone you knew was making a resolution to improve their lives in some way so you thought you’d make one , too, just to fit in.  By February the polish is off.  By February everyone has started smoking, eating bon-bons and watching internet porn again so it is only fair that you stop exercising, too.  February is full of American New Year’s resolution re-thinkers.
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But here it is, Spring, and I thought to myself, “What better way to get out and meet Canadians than to do some social networking?”  I had been cooped up all winter, frosting my breath on window panes like some sort of Rorchsach test and waiting for the thaw.  This way I could meet people AND stretch out those lethargic, atrophying muscles.  I figured I could just “blend in.”
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I knew I was in trouble when I sat down on my mat and watched the people in my “beginners” class.  They were breathing, cooing and stretching, mentally preparing for the class.  I thought the class was all about  beginning to THINK  about breathing and stretching, the actual exercise being what Americans call the “advanced” class.
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I had selected a little out-of-the-way corner so I would not be too obvious in my discomfort of being “the new kid.”  It was kindergarten class all over again, where you don’t know anybody and you’re the only one to “brown bag” your grub while everyone else has those spiffy Lone Ranger lunch boxes.   We laid down and took deep breaths to let the cares of the day just ebb away, like in the Beatles’ song “Tomorrow Never Knows.”  But my strategic location backfired.  I could not stretch my hands above my head without slamming them into the wall.
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My classmates had no trouble  keeping up.  I think Canadian yoga must be different than American yoga.  Did I mention the majority of these people are seniors?  Yoga is a stretch for me, but Canadians seem to be a hearty bunch, right down to their (argh ) toes.

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2 Responses to “Canadian Yoga Class”

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  2. Anika Waxman Says:

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