Peter D.
Yelp
Eight years ago, I wrote a review of Tangerine that started out with me relating how I'm not a yoga guy. And I wasn't. Well, to update you (and my review), I'm still not. But I'm trying to be! Why, you ask? Pretty nosy of you, but I'll bite.
My reasons are threefold:
1. I no longer play soccer because of physical and temporal limitations. Since that was essentially my only form of exercise, I needed to pick something else up regularly.
2. Yoga seems to be good for mind and body. That's a win.
3. Most importantly, I came out of the pandemic with a manbun (turns out I really like not getting my hair cut). As such, I feel like people assume I do yoga already, so I might as well actually get into it.
What's a little disappointing is that even after eight years of doing yoga almost once every four years (up until last month), I am still a fairly hopeless beginner. I'm still wildly inflexible, and still not that bright.
But whereas I used to like Tangerine, now I love Tangerine.
Regular visits (I'm trying for twice a week lately) have reinforced what a nice community it is. The staff is great (friendly, welcoming, sweet). The space is great (clean, comfortable, well-laid out). The cute puppy that is occasionally here is the best.
And the instructors are wonderful. I've only had a few of them because my schedule/children limit the times I can come in, but the ones I've had are all funny, cool, and badass. Ariel, Liz, Abby, whoever else I'm forgetting. They make me feel comfortable, they make me laugh, they pick good music, they help me get better, and they never judge me (out loud) for not knowing what I'm doing.
On occasion, they will even use their hands (only if you're comfortable with it) to show me how to improve, which is extremely helpful. I can understand how touching me under even the best circumstances is completely repugnant (something my wife doesn't even like to do), and they do it while I'm a disgusting, sweaty mess. That's dedication.
Most of the classes are for "All Levels" which means they have to cater to both horrible beginners (me) and insanely advanced folks (that guy that "warms up" by doing impossible head/handstands, and weird contortions that would tear my back permanently for all time).* And they do it well, for the most part.
I realize this is probably just me, but the biggest problem I've encountered is that sometimes the instruction moves too quickly for me. I literally don't speak the language yet (Sanskrit I think?), and I'm still trying to process what I'm being told to do when everyone else is four moves ahead. I'm getting the hang of it, but it's slow going, what with my tiny brain and all.
All that said, I'm down with this. Maybe it's because I now have children that I need to get away from, but if you know me, the fact that I'm legitimately enjoying a "workout class" and coming in regularly is completely out of character and downright shocking, really. It's truly a testament to Tangerine's hospitality. I love how nice everyone is. I love how I feel better about everything after I go. I love that they provide a mat and a towel that I will inevitably soak all the way through for the class, and sometimes a cold towel for afterward that feels as good anything that exists in life. I love that I'm enjoying something that will probably improve the quality and extend the quantity of my life.**
Thanks, Tangerine.
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*I tend to warmup by lying on the ground, because it's hot in there, and moving is a lot.
**Previously all the things I enjoy only occasionally improve the quality, and are often serious detriments to the quantity.