Exercising in a sexy pair of shorts

Am I finally starting to get a bit skilled at what I can and cannot handle towards the editorial team, with help of course professional help. Suddenly I get an extra obstacle, because what do you actually wear to a bootcamp or yoga or your boxing class? No idea if I'm doing that right.

I wear a green short (let's just call it pants, but short sounds smaller). Elastic around the ankle, loose around the leg. I feel a bit better with my derrière in it. Only then May said that tighter actually provides a bit more support. And support while exercising is something I can always use, mentally and physically. I search and try on and search, but the light in the fitting room was still a bit too merciless for tight. Maybe in about four weeks, I thought then. Only now everything is different.

A column in The New York Times is about women in tight sports pants. Leggings, indeed. Writer Honor Jones says those things are only worn (especially in yoga) because they look sexy. I quote her: “Remember sweatpants? Women used to wear them, not so long ago. You probably still have a pair, in velour or terry cloth, with the name of a sports team emblazoned down the leg.” I actually have such a pair, only the holes that form in them make them unwearable after my front door. The columnist in question advocates for the return of joggers without shape, because tight has no purpose.

But what now? Because I hardly think about being sexy during the boxing class anyway. It's also not an option, by the way, because my face matches perfectly with ketchup and it's all just a bit too wet and sweaty to still be sexy. Of course, I love hippie style, so that counts for something. But why would I squeeze myself into a short (because you can definitely call this short-ies) if it does nothing for me and I'm clearly not ready for a legging-esque piece?

The columnist believes that as a speed skater at the Olympics, you deserve a tight suit, just like the deep-sea diver who operates hundreds of meters below the waterline. But we women should just act normal, preferably in a comfortable jogging pants. In my short (but truly powerful) yoga career, my way too smooth running pants did nothing for any yoga pose. I slipped and slid in all directions. But I do think my gray joggers would have served well with some grip. A teacher explains to Nieuwsblad.be that tight and simple (so the psychedelic prints can stay in the closet) is mainly easy. Your skin doesn't get caught in wrinkles or edges and the instructor can immediately see if you're doing the exercise correctly.

Look, that sounds plausible. So I'll stick with my loose pants for a while, because maybe there's still some room for maneuvering without them noticing. Or I need to be convinced of support for my butt and leg, then I'll try it once in favorable light.