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Thursday, April 01, 2010

Yogaholics anonymous

Last Saturday I had the opportunity to substitute teach a Yoga class at WSU. I was so nervous to take over a class that is usually instructed by my former teacher. It's a little intimidating to stand in for the person who inspired me to practice Yoga in the first place. She made me want to get certified all those years ago when I was a student at WSU.

I was afraid no one would show up, but the exact opposite happened. As soon as I had set up my own mat and started my music, the entire WSU girls' basketball team started trickling in. Apparently part of their spring training involves attending the drop-in classes offered to all WSU students and staff.


There were also a few regulars, so we had a good balance of beginners and more practiced Yogis. I had a wonderful time offering suggestions on postures and getting back into a Yoga groove. Pilates is great, but my first love will always be Yoga. When I got home I talked Kev's ear off about the class. I felt like I'd just taken a Yoga drug or something. I was euphoric. Practicing Yoga is actually more physically challenging for me than Pilates is. Which is weird since Pilates is more aerobic. But having a hard Yoga practice makes it more rewarding to lay in Savasana and regroup.

I wish I had the opportunity to teach Yoga more often. I enjoy the financial stability of a desk job, but I know in my heart that I can't last in such a setting. The stress of assisting so many people and being verbally battered by clients every day wears me down. I am so much happier when I'm helping people increase awareness of their bodies and feel good about themselves. I am so much happier on my mat than at my desk.

Too bad teaching Yoga and Pilates won't get me health insurance or support my family. Although it isn't feasible that I can do something I love for work, at least I'm certified to do those things. I may never have the opportunity to add more classes to my schedule, but at least I don't have to cut them out altogether.

Isn't it just a little bit depressing to work at less-than-ideal jobs throughout our lives in order to repay student loans that paid for the education that got us the jobs in the first place?

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1 comment:

  1. Honestly, right? I don't think I need to say more, because you understand.

    PS- My word verification is pantiz. I think it's the gangster version of panties.


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