Fear and Yoga & A welcome stranger

I woke up today and figured, "Why not go to yoga?"  Normally, I would only go if it were some group girls day activity, and I didn't want to be the naysayer.  In fact, I emailed my friend today and casually mentioned my intent. She excitedly asked me if I was "into it" which gave me an immediate feeling that even showing interest is giving the wrong idea.  I'm circling it.  I'm observing it for its habits, and if it looks harmless, I might go shake its hand.  Stay tuned.

(Back from yoga)
I walked into the gym tonight carrying 2 yoga mats and had this brief conversation with a man at the desk:

Man: Wellllll . . . two mats?

Me: Yep- I'm getting old, and I  need cushion.

Man: okay- okay (judgy look)

Me: (dryly) Don't judge me.

Man: I am the least judgmental person ever!

Me: (loudly) LIAR!

But then I laughed to make him feel more comfortable. 

As I was sitting upon my two mats, in walks the judgy man . . . turns out I called my teacher a liar.

(Later)

I found this fancy feline brushing her tail against my back deck door.  She found a spot she liked, and when I went out to greet this regal stranger, she narrowed her steel blue eyes, and walked away.   I'm intrigued.