I’ve been reading bits here and there about nude yoga. I don’t know if it is a real trend or if a couple of classes out there are just getting some great press. Mostly it’s written from a sensational, unbelieving, voyeuristic point of view but I like this article from a guy who goes to a gay nude men’s class and writes about the experience of sticking his bare ass in the air in Downward Facing Dog. I can relate to that. Man, focusing in yoga can be challenging enough clothed in Lululemon ‘armor’. I can’t imagine the vulnerability of doing it nude.

And I think most people that read about nude yoga just think it’s a euphemism for group sex or something. I don’t. When I lived in Vancouver I went to Wreck Beach , the nude beach there. It’s the only beach I’ve been to where people wander over to sell you chocolate covered Rice Krispie bars and umbrella drinks :-) And it didn’t take me long there to realize just how unsexy bodies are. I mean, they’re just bodies. It’s really the stories you make up about them, or what you do with them that brings on the sexy. OK, tell that to the fully clothed tourist standing on the beach getting a good look, yeah I hear ya’. I hated those guys.

Anyways, I think nude yoga would be the same way. You’d probably get past the naked thing pretty quickly and move on to “yup, we’re all just bodies in Triangle”. I don’t know if I’ll get there, I think I’ll keep my armor on just a little longer.