As humans, there is something about seeing the word ‘nude’ in the title of any (normally clothed) activity that makes our heart beat much faster than usual.
Care for a little nude gardening? How about a round of nude golf, or a terrifying game of nude bowling? And don’t even start with that Dating Naked show, where potential lovers are forced on first dates… without a stitch of clothing… on television. It’s a heinous crime against humanity, and my eyeballs.
So when my friend Bonnie told me she was going to a nude yoga class on the weekend, I wanted to hide under the couch and hyperventilate for a while. But deep down, I was also a bit jealous of her confidence to try it, because nude yoga takes some serious balls (ahem).
“My friend mentioned it to me and I thought ‘why the hell not’. It sounded like it could be an empowering and unique experience and I knew I’d regret not trying it if I didn’t go,” Bonnie told me.
“Honestly, I was just expecting a yoga class but a bit of an awkward one where I am naked.”
Bonnie signed up for Rosie Rees’s Nude Yoga, which is not any old yoga class, but in fact a three-hour long practice in vulnerability, courage and radical self-acceptance.
Rosie launched the classes after hitting “rock bottom” from a high-pressure corporate job and a toxic relationship that led her to being overweight, addicted to smoking cigarettes and relying on wine as an antidepressant.
“I discovered a yoga studio at the end of my street and took up regular hot yoga classes, healed myself, walked over hot coals at a Tony Robbins seminar, ended my toxic relationship, quit my job, moved to India and became a yoga teacher and coach,” she said.
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I love nude yoga
Yes...i love it soo much....i practice it every morning. .....but face difficulty in doing the downward dog pose...