Why I Got An Expensive Yoga Mat
The communal mats were disgusting. I hate to be that basic, but I was tired of other people's feet smears touching me. In 2016, I'd been regularly attending a yoga class for about five years. A coworker introduced me to a particular lunch-time class and I got hooked. I got hooked on the mini-mid-day nap. I wanted more of the glorious long feeling from stretching. I needed the eventual quietness that came to my brain and sometimes to my spirit. I did not want the foot cooties anymore. Participants weren't great about wiping the mats off. The staff were mildly aware the mats existed so they were no help in keeping foot cooties at bay. The weight lifters often used the mats WITH THEIR SHOES ON so...my internal squick alarm finally went off. Also, I had a bit of mad money. So I treated myself to the Manduka Pro 85 incher in a glorious olive color for $135 smackaroos. I picked that mat on direct recommendation from my yoga instructor, Diana. And frankly, she was ri...