When I started yoga classes, I thought a lot about the phrase “just for fun”.
The yoga-nition of “fun” seemed to be “damn near impossible”, based on what was generally demonstrated when that “f-word” was invoked in class. I would wonder what that woman (always in mental-italics) does for fun on a Saturday night. This thought was generally accompanied by a fervent wish to never find out. Ever.
I could almost never do these “fun” poses. Well, not like I thought the teacher wanted me to anyway. I would fall out of the balancing poses and never quite make it into the deep stretchy ones. For a long time, I felt like I was failing to do the poses, and like many adults, I had long ago concluded that failing wasn’t any fun.
For a long time, I felt like I was failing to do the poses, and like many adults, I had long ago concluded that failing wasn’t any fun.
But then I noticed something. These “fun” poses were kind of interesting.
I started to think that it was fun when something new crossed my path. I didn’t look like the cover of Yoga Journal when I tried them, but challenging myself was its own kind of fun. The kind of fun I remember my grade school self having when I mastered a new physical skill like riding a bike or walking on top of my neighbor’s fence.
…challenging myself was its own kind of fun.
When I first started teaching, I could barely say “just for fun” with a straight face. Just a few years later, it took an audible groan and dramatic eye-rolling from a regular student before I caught myself saying it.
I hope it has the same effect on my students as it has had on me. I hope it expands their definition of fun to return to the process of learning new things and mastering new physical skills. After all, that’s a part of being a kid that we can all stand to spend more time mastering.
Lisa Meece loves seeing students find the sense of peace and comfort that she continues to seek and find on the yoga mat.
Join Lisa for all-levels yoga on Tuesdays at 9:30am and Yoga for Flexibility at 11:00am.