There’s been a lot of grunting as of late over Premier Christy Clark’s latest PR stretch to close down the Burrard Street Bridge June 21 for a few limber hours to hold a free yoga session in celebration of International Day of Yoga. And we thought every day was an International Day of Yoga in Vancouver. Namaste.
Why anyone would want to hunker down with thousands of other sweaty peeps on a grimy, suntan lotion and Palm Bay-stained span of pavement that connects downtown with Kits is beyond us. But ever since we cleared our reactive mind, we’ve tried not to judge others. Even the easily manipulated ones.
Our only concern is for the other forms of exercise that have yet to bask in the glow of Clark’s radiant smile. Why should they be left out? Why shouldn’t they get their moment in the sun so enthusiasts can risk skin cancer or inhale exhaust fumes just to be part of a massive spectacle that seems oddly random, perhaps even inappropriate, for a government leader to be endorsing.
So let’s make it happen.
A giant Zumba class in the intersection of Granville and West Georgia. An Ultimate Frisbee game along East Hastings Street. An ironic 1980s themed aerobics class at Broadway and Main. And a sizzling Pinochle and Canasta tournament in wild and crazy streets of Marpole. Just as long as there’s no public displays of hacky sack. That disgusting and outdated practice needs to be banned pronto.