**I’m going to be writing about my Yoga Teacher Training experience here. While I’ve been journaling for myself from the very beginning, I want to share my thoughts here with you all as well. I know many of you are interested in training and I’d like to have these posts to look back on later.
You may remember when I fell deeply in love with yoga last summer. It started as me wanting to maximize an unlimited monthly pass I got at a discount for being a new student. Before I knew it, I was craving yoga like I crave chocolate after dinner. Not only did it help me physically (prevent injury while marathon training and strengthen my core), I reaped the mental benefits as well. Most of the time, I left class with that all-is-right-in-the-world feeling.
Then I went on a two week trip and I put a hold on my pass (pay for an unlimited month but only go for 2 weeks? No thanks). When I returned home, I had a big exam to study for…and the holidays came…and then I started working…and that was the end of my yoga streak. Oops.
This past summer, my studio opened a second location and offered free classes to celebrate opening weekend. So I went to a class. Then they offered me a free week pass to “pardon their dust.” So I went to four classes that week. Then I got an awesome Groupon deal and went to ~3 classes/week for a month and a half.
I was back on the yoga train. Choo choo! I started loving it (again) more and more as I regained my core strength and flexibility. While I still stretched and did core exercises regularly, there are certain yoga-specific muscles that weren’t worked for several months. You know, those deeeeep ab muscles. I know you yogis know!
One week, I was the ONLY person who showed up for class so I got a private lesson. It was and still is to this day, the best yoga class of my entire life. It was the first class for that teacher at that studio (she taught for years in Colorado and DC), so we were total strangers.
At my “private lesson,” she spoiled me with adjustments/assists. She fixed and tweaked all my poses and corrected my form. I loved it. I was a little self conscious because I was dripping from head to toe (like, uhh did I remember deodorant? My heels are so dry and cracked. I need to towel off this sweat!!), but I figured as a yoga instructor, she was no stranger to it all, especially sweat!
She stands as my favorite yoga teacher and she makes me really look forward to class. For someone who isn’t always 110%-I-heart-yoga-all-the-time, that’s a big deal. Her spirit, her energy, the way she communicates, her alignment cues…and that’s just the tip of the iceberg. I felt a high after that class like one I get after a 10 mile energizer-bunny run. The kind when I’m moving/thinking/talking a million miles an hour. The kind when I have uncontainable energy.
Meanwhile, the thought of yoga teacher training crept back into my mind. Not specifically after that class (I just wanted to tell you about it), but the few weeks before and after. I wanted to enhance my personal training skills—be able to help my clients stretch, learn more about anatomy/the body, etc. I wanted to work on my public speaking skills. I wanted to deepen my own practice. I wanted to grow as a person. I wanted to find direction/purpose.
I contacted another teacher I met at a different studio this past year and told her I was interested in enrolling (we stayed in touch via Facebook even though I hadn’t practiced at that studio in months). She told me the program was full but to hold out for September 1st, the final commitment day for the trainees.
So I waited patiently. And on September 1st, after an amazing practice with the lady I had my private lesson with, I got an email from the yoga teacher training instructor (sorry if that’s confusing) asking if I was still interested in the program. There was one spot…for me!
I didn’t really have time to think about it (a blessing for someone who is quite indecisive when it comes to these kinds of things). I surrendered my credit card and before I knew it, I was officially a yoga teacher trainee. I had a brief moment of what the heck did I just get myself into?! But it soon passed as I realized I had been thinking about yoga teacher training for over a year and this was my opportunity. Knocking loudly at my door!
To be continued…