When I was younger, my mom was a physical therapist. She did that until I was 12 or so I think and then she started going to yoga. She immediately fell in love with it and got so good that her teacher asked if she wanted to apprentice with her and become a yoga teacher-so she did! One of the very first classes I ever took was with my mom, which is so totally awesome and special to me. After she passed away, I had a really hard time going to yoga. I took a semester of it in college, but after that I didn't go for awhile. Once we moved to Vancouver (read about that here as well as my horrible laugh yoga experience) and I had way too much time on my hands, I started going because I was running a lot and wanted to make sure I stretched enough (I'm horrible at stretching after a run-bad idea). The more I went, the more I realized how happy it was making me-it was one of the few things that really actually centered me and allowed me to quiet my mind for an hour a day. I started looking into taking retreats or teacher trainings, but then we moved to Los Angeles and I needed to find a job-so yoga slid off to the side.
As my mental state of mind started slipping (driving in rush hour traffic was not helping) I became more and more unbalanced. I was crying a lot for no reason, and just didn't feel like myself. So I started looking into yoga again-and found a teacher training. Meanwhile, I'm starting to hate my engineering job more and more and realizing how much I love yoga (and blogging of course). So I started looking for other work. Once I got fired, it obviously opened up my schedule and I began to re-think the whole job situation. Realizing that engineering is just no longer something I'm passionate about was really hard to admit to myself-but I'm so glad I finally did. Because it eventually led me to my current job, which I love! (Sorry for all the links in this post)
It's so strange how much a difference a job that you love makes. And I'm so happy to be surrounded in a yoga community because not only is it fun, but it makes it easier for me to make yoga a priority. While it is fun learning to do the harder poses, the part I look forward to the most is just being centered again. All of the little things that are bothering me just melt away, and I'm able to focus on what's actually important-as well as have more confidence, which is something I really need to work on.
I wanted to put more pictures up, but we didn't really take any during the training. The only one I have from there is a really blurry one of me standing by a skeleton from our anatomy lesson:
|Whenever I wear red I always think of Angela from The Office|
What is it with dogs and wanting to be right in your way when you're doing something? Gypsy always lies down on my yoga mat when I put it out.
Anyway, I'll put up some other pictures once B is back and I don't have to hit the timer and then race to get in the pose. Plus, by the time I got a good one it had taken me so many tries I was really sweaty (I'm a total sweater).
So Sunday was the last day of training, and now I'm officially a yoga teacher! Anybody in Los Angeles want some really cheap private yoga classes? :)
While I love getting to cross things off my 27before28 list, this is definitely the one I am most proud of accomplishing.