One of the most eloquent, honest, soul-baring words in the English language is, in my opinion, the word “authentic:”
To live in authenticity, then, is why I share with you my dilemma of the powerful panties. When we are able to share our fears, our misguided moments, our hilarious capers in trying to fit into yoga clothes after having babies, we realize that our kula, our community, goes both deep and wide. As I listened to other moms around me talk about fearing their return to yoga asana practice because they had to bend over in their ill-fitting clothes and wonder aloud about how long it will take to return to shape, I couldn’t help but lament with and confess to them that I had worn Spanx (see previous post) to teach a class recently. It is just so hard to embrace and love our bodies in this state at times.
Three weeks ago (yes, it’s taken me three weeks to admit this), I looked at my postpartum body just before scootering off to teach yoga. Keep in my mind, my “work” clothes are form-fitting, body-hugging, bump-showing spandex.
As my eyes went directly to the section of black tops & pants that fill my yoga-clothes-drawer, they skimmed over…my Spanx.
I did it.
I actually wore Spanx under my yoga clothes to teach a class.