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Namaste

So I've started practicing yoga full time and it has saved me from myself yet again.
The first time I practiced was in Fort Worth HERE I was teaching high school English to 6 classes of Freshman in one of the most ill-behaved schools in Texas.. I won't say which one. BUT, I remember going to the doctor complaining that my vision was strange... really it was like when you get really tired and you see kind of shimmery or maybe you've had 5 venti vanilla lattes in one day.. you know, vision like that. Well, he asked me what I did for a living and I told him and he said " You need to quit your job." Your flight or fight response is being triggered about 47 times a day and you never have a chance to get your adrenaline to come down.. normal.. to which I said. "I can't QUIT!! HOW CAN I QUIT????" He said, let me give you something. NOW, I don't take pills very often. In fact, I can take one advil and clear a headache right up, but at this point I was like. Let me have it. WEll it was something like valium but not,and I can remember the students just screaming and cussing me out and me just standing there like Johnny Depp..."Hey....." No problem... you can wrap yourself in tape and run down the hallway wearing the American Flag, and my blood pressure is going to stay right here.. Moving on class" But still I knew I couldn't be that zoned out all the time so I somehow found the yoga. AND IT WAS INTENSE. It was Bikram yoga and the couple that owned it and still owns it I'm assuming was super nice but TYPE A. He was. I remember that. But at the same time, I signed up to do a challenge that would have me there 6 days a week, either at 6:00 am or 4:30 in the afternoon. It really changed my whole perspective. I decided to enter the world of photography while lying in a posture and I still marvel at the life changing things that I discovered while sweating profusely in Bikram 90 minutes a day. When we moved to Nashville in the summer of 2006 I got Shawn in on the yoga here at Hot Yoga on Elliston Place. Nothing like getting the giggles in a room full of 40 people practicing in a 103 degree room..there was this one girl we called "The Breather" and as you may know when you practice yoga you're supposed to stay focused on yourself. Well it was impossible standing next to the breather. She would sound like she was hyperventilating at all times.. and that would get me annoyed. Just like when you go to the movies and sit in front of someone whose sucking on cherry sours or crunchy popcorn in your ear. It was distracting and with the release of emotions and toxins,laughter was always right there. We practiced here for a year and then when the adoption took over we stopped.

I found Kali Yuga
in 2007 and went a few times but as I said the girls were coming home soon and I was another person .. Just deep in the center of adoption world where things rollercoaster daily. Well, skip to Jan of 2010 when I saw myself in a vest and I looked like Rosie O'Donnell's older sister.. Sorry Rosie, but it's true.. I started running and running and running and running... RUN FORREST!!
and have continued that until a few months ago when my hormones decided to betray me and I literally ate a cupcake one day and gained ten pounds back. NICE. And coupled with the fact that my head was spinning around on a daily basis and my joints hurt and all kinds of lovely perimenopause things I decided I needed help and let me tell you.. I am never straying from the yoga path again.. I love Kali Yuga and the fact that is on the Eastside is a real bonus. Every single instructor there is so warm and it's just a comfortable environment, smaller classes. I'm still in love with the hot yoga and I do that about three times a week at Kali Yuga but have taken several wind classes and a restorative class that I'm sure I snored in it was so awesome. I've had so many people tell me over the years that they don't have the patience for yoga but that's the point isn't it.. learning to be still and keep your body strong. And what it does for my mind.. Jesus take the wheel.. because do you really want to be "CLAIRE" on Modern Family.. As funny as she is.. NO. So on that note.. Namaste.

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