Friday, June 22, 2012
If You Hear Me Growling, It's At My Pants
That is a photo of the main room of my yoga/dance/play studio. I always teach from exactly the same spot -- in front of that center pole, facing away from the windows.
The windows give me too much information and I need to focus when I am teaching.
Sometimes, my clothing also gives me too much information.
This has been a lifelong issue for me.
The happiest I have ever been with clothing was the brief period when I went to Catholic school, and I woke up every morning to the same exact outfit that fit just right.
I have been teaching for about three years now, and it was only about a month ago that I finally figured out my "uniform."
I mean, it took me about a year to find the right, um, underclothes.
Then I kept buying and wearing yoga pants, but there were too many days when I would just stop and start yanking at them, eventually letting out yelps or going on (somewhat inappropriately timed) rants about how they felt to me and how much I hated them. (Oh, the drama!)
I decided to give dance clothes a try again but the leotard! What a pain in the ass! In a few ways...
FINALLY, I realized I could wear the tights with little shorts and an under and over shirt.
See how complicated it can be!?
This is mostly due, of course, to my sensory integration difficulties. The smallest thing can cause such distraction that I can barely function.
I forget this sometimes.
And thus the title of this piece: I went to class the other evening and decided to pull on some yoga pants.
I refused to change even though I didn't feel quite right.
On my way there, I figured it out: Yoga pants have seams and I can FEEL THEM on the insides of my thighs.
Tights do not have these seams.
At the beginning of class, as I was fidgeting uncontrollably, I let out one of those YELPS! and said, "If you hear me growling, it's at my pants!!"
I'm not sure how many yoga/dance teachers actually say such things...