Tonight, I decided to attend a hot yoga class. I spent at least seven hours of the day sitting in classes and studying, and my body was in need of a good, energizing, healing refresher.
The class was intense but so wonderful. I pushed myself to new limits. The instructor was absolutely lovely, guiding us in a gentle but still helpful way.
After the class, I asked her if she would be my stranger of the day. She thought it was a neat project and said sure. Her name is Haley.
We sat down and she told me a little bit about herself. She grew up in a ski town in the interior of BC. She was a skier and a dancer growing up, and always held fitness and wellness at the forefront of her life. At one point, Haley had to make a decision between skiing and dancing and her heart chose dance. She’s been dancing all her life, practicing styles from jazz to ballet to tap to hip-hop to you-name-it, she’s-tried-it.
She recently moved to Vancouver from Victoria. She feels as though yoga is similar to dance but incorporates more deeply a theme of mindfulness, which, she thinks, is what probably keeps her hooked. She has three siblings, and the four of them are just five years apart, which made for an interesting household environment. She says that it was a lot of fun and that she wouldn’t wish it to have been any other way.
Her advice? After not even a moment’s pause, she said: “laugh at yourself”. She giggled and explained how it’s such an important thing to be able to do.