Happy Yogaversary to Me!!

The last time I blogged about yoga I was broken. That was a rough two-ish weeks. I didn’t write about it all during that time because I could feel myself slipping into a bit of a depression and I knew that if I wrote about it it wouldn’t be good. There was even one day when I thought I would never bend over again. It was that bad. I’ll sum up… (edit: once i started I couldn’t stop. So if you want to just read about the title, skip down some)

I broke myself by sitting. I kept joking, “Remember that time I broke my butt by sitting on it?” For real. I had a muscle spasm in my muscles surrounding my tailbone. On a Friday night, I watched a bunch of movies and sat with my butt sunk down into my couch for hours. I woke up the next morning sore but not worried. By Monday I couldn’t bend forward at all. By Wednesday I couldn’t sit. I trained myself to squat down to do everything. On top of that I had a cough and was sneezing. Let me tell you this… sneezing and coughing with a muscle spasm is the absolute worst shit ever. I don’t wish that on anyone. It’s crippling. I had to hold onto a wall or else my knees would buckle and I’d fall on the floor. I’m not exaggerating. I went to the ER Thursday and was put on pain meds, steroids, and a muscle relaxer. They said it was both good and bad that I was a healthy and active person. Good because I would recover just fine. Bad because I would have to rest. HA! Being a mom and wife, I don’t know what rest is. By the next Monday, I really didn’t think I was going to get any better. So I doped myself up on the pain meds and prescribed myself bed rest. I basically slept for two days. And I felt a little bit better. I could at least sit down to pee without dying. But it wouldn’t be until that Friday that I could do some sort of yoga again. It was devastating. Like I said, I was getting depressed. But Friday came, and by accident I bent forward. But it didn’t hurt. Hallelujah!!

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I posted that photo to my Instagram talking about how this was the one thing that was keeping me from doing what I loved. And although I wasn’t 100% healed, my soul was on the mend.

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I posted the above photo to show me bending forward again. It’s funny because I have seen people post photos like this one and I always thought, “Why?” And then I folded forward and it hit me. Now I understand. This was something I could not do while I was broken. And this meant I was back.

Not doing any sort of exercise for 2 weeks really weakened me. There are still, now almost a month later, several things in yoga I cannot do. I try, and then my back reminds me that it isn’t quite healed yet. It’s weird. One thing I lost was pincha. I lost the strength. But I was determined to get it back.  And then I did.

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At this point I’d say I’m 90% back to normal. At least I can teach again… which brings me to the main idea of this blog post.

Today, one year ago, I taught my first yoga class!! Happy Yoga-versary to Me!!!

I never knew I would be a yoga teacher. That was never ever in my mind. Then one day during a class, the instructor said she would need a sub at some point. I asked if there were any qualifications needed, and she said, “Nope, just yoga knowledge.” So I volunteered to be her sub. In the weeks leading up to it I was nervous because I had never taught yoga. But the day came and it was awesome! Flash forward to now, I teach a beginner/chair yoga class every Tuesday and teach regular yoga every other Thursday. I also teach a Saturday class once in a while.

Last Saturday I had 7 people in my class! And a guy! That was a first! It was sooooo amazing! The fact that I can share yoga with people brings me so much joy! But right behind that, these people are coming to class because I teach it. They keep coming back because I’m there. And then they bring more people!! They’re telling more people to come to MY class. Man, that is a cool feeling.

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We cancelled Tuesday’s class this week because there was a special program at the community center, but one lady said she was going to try my Thursday class instead. One lady said she’d come, but she bought 3 others. And those are my beginner ladies coming to my other class. Gah!! I cannot explain how awesome this is! And it makes me soooooo incredibly proud of these ladies for going way out of their comfort zone when they come to my class.

Like I’ve said before, I never ever saw this road coming on my journey I call life. Yoga Road detoured me when I needed it, not even knowing I needed it. And then Teacher Avenue appeared out of nowhere but I took that road without even thinking about it. Life is weird. Life is crazy. And I’m having a ball!!

So what’s next in the yoga journey for me? Online teaching! A TON, like literally a good 10 people have asked me to teach online. I have always been hesitant because of data issues (we live in the middle of nowhere). But, the stars have aligned and Verizon is now offering unlimited data again. So…..March 1st I will video chat with a friend and for the first time I will teach via internet! I am also thinking of making cd’s with videos but I haven’t started that yet. How weird right? To go from student to exercise video host? LOL!!! Again, life is weird.

I’ll end with this photo of me doing pincha in my jeans from last week. Happy Saturday!

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Aspire to Inspire #NamasteTuesday

A couple days ago in my health support group, a friend posted a fill in the blank status that said, “I am inspired by________. I aspire to__________.” The answer came to me easily…

I am inspired by other yogis and their journeys. I aspire to be as inspiring.

I think I am in the right track. I get so much positive feedback from my IG posts and the people that come to my yoga classes. I am also getting a bunch of friends and family members asking me how to get started with yoga. They all tell me that I inspire them to get started and that I am very encouraging. And that all makes me so happy. Seeing other people discover the beauty of yoga is inspiring!

I got this message from my cousin last week…

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The Mexican angry is the best part! One, I totally get that, and two, it’s such a yoga thing to become less reactive. I continued the conversation telling her about a recent Facebook post I commented on and how not reacting was something I was so proud of. The post was political and while everyone else stomped on me and told me how wrong I was, I stood my ground while being positive and never getting mad or speaking down to the other commenters. A couple years ago I would have started a “Facebook War” and definitely would have gotten Mexican angry. I eventually left the conversation quietly because I “let things go.” That really made some of the commenters mad, lol.

My most favorite philosophy in yoga is “Practice make progress.” I love to teach that idea to others. I love when people tell me that they can see differences in their balance, posture, poses, and mood. That all comes from practice. Here’s one of my most recent progress posts.

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The bottom photo was a neat morning. I was just doing my yoga thing, not planning to practice kapotasana (full pigeon), but it happened in my flow and it felt right.

I am doing another IG challenge. This one is called #PinchaQueens. A couple weeks full of all kinds of forearm stand prep and actual pincha. Today is pincha with bow and arrow legs.

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A couple days ago was pincha with a prop. Most people used a yoga wheel but since I didn’t have one I decided this was a great time to do some yoga with my chickens. (Watch my video here or check the side bar for the video on my IG.) It was a great morning. I tried so many times to get a good take but my balance was way off and Hagrid was just over it. The video was around take 5 and it still didn’t work. Hagrid was a great sport though so she got lots of cuddles.

That evening my daughter found my farmer Barbie and said, “Look, mom. I made you!” She is really my number one fan with yoga stuff. She makes fun of me and likes to tell me I’m showing off, but I know one day she’ll understand it all.

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While so much of my yoga is for me, I do hope to continue to teach others and inspire. It really does bring my happiness.


 

Thankful For Yoga #NamasteTuesday

If you don’t follow me on Instagram, here’s what you missed!!

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Everyone is doing “Thankful” challenges so I decided to do my own. I’m going to be thankful for yoga and all the things it has brought me!! To start off day 1, I’m Thankful for Yoga. Period.

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Today I’m thankful for the opportunity to share yoga with others in the form of teaching/guiding. I get such a thrill out of people coming to my class and experiencing yoga with me. I never thought this road was on my path, but I’m so glad it was.

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Today I’m thankful for the community center where I practice and teach yoga. I happened upon the building looking for the library when I first moved here. At the library I learned of the yoga and exercise classes. I immediately became part of the community. We frequent the community center as often as we do Starbucks (if you know us you know this is a LOT) and we get involved as often as possible. If I didn’t see the yoga sign that day, life here would be very different.

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Today I’m thankful for the opportunities my yoga teaching/attending has given my daughter. When the hub is home I go to yoga alone and the two of them get dad/daughter time. When hub is gone the daughter comes with me and spends time in the library. It’s so awesome! I don’t think about her the entire time. I know she’s reading, crafting, or busy gabbing with the two librarians, 60ish year old Ricky and 32 year old Mary. Gwen even says Mary if her bff. The opportunity this gives Gwen is so much more than library time. It’s time away from me and time for her to be extremely independent and adulty. Annnnddd, if one lady hadn’t ever come to my class, we wouldn’t have been invited to a Hoe-Down at a horse ranch and we wouldn’t have ever gotten Gwen involved in the FREE horse therapy/riding lesson program. Annnnddd I wouldn’t be the new craft coordinator for said program. All thanks to the yoga classes in a tiny community center. p.s. my money tree isn’t dead. She’s sad because she was outside in a freeze.

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Yoga in the biggest, comfyest (totally a word) pair of sweats I own. Today I’m thankful for what yoga has done for my soul. I feel like the philosophy of yoga (there’s so much more to yoga than being stretchy) unlocked a part of me that was always there but maybe not right on the surface. Ever since really embracing the yoga lifestyle I feel 100% myself. It’s a missing piece I didn’t even know was missing.

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Today I’m thankful for what yoga has done for my body. Not only am I stronger and more flexible, I love my body for both it’s flaws and awesomeness, and I’m more in tune with my body. I read somewhere that “it’s isn’t about using your body to learn a pose, it’s about using a pose to learn about your body.”

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I tried something new today. I’m continuing to try to figure out new things to do with my legs while in pincha. This was tough but I held it for a couple breaths.

Today I’m thankful for what yoga has done for my spirituality. I’m not religious, never have been. But I am spiritual. Not believing in one specific idea allows me to be open to a gazillion others. And yoga philosophy has really opened my mind and made me feel, again, like I am finally 100% me. I’ve been living this life for 30+ years but I am finally living it fully.

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Today I am thankful for what yoga has done for my marriage. I know that seems weird. But yoga gives me time away, mini breaks, time for myself. Yoga has taught me not to sweat the small stuff. Again, it’s one of those things that was there already but yoga has enhanced it. Yoga has really taught me that there are so many other important things in my life and to really enjoy everyday things. Which in turn has helped in the marriage department. Been married 13 years today (11/22)

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Yoga in a Chair

I had no idea that this yoga road was on my path called LIFE. The very first time I took a yoga class I loved it. It was slow and calming. The poses were easy. If I got tired I could just go into child’s pose and rest. But the second time I tried? I hated it. Like, super hated it. They did planks all the time and down dog was a resting pose. How is down dog a resting pose? It would be about 7 years until I decided to try yoga again. The only reason I did was because a new friend was the instructor. Boy, am I glad I did. My life is forever changed because I got over my yoga fear and took a chance.

Flash forward to another road on my path…teaching yoga. I never ever would have thought this would be something I would do. I never thought I would get such a rush out of people showing up to my class and letting me guide them through a practice. And I really didn’t think that I would have my own beginner class where I teach yoga while sitting in a chair. It continues to amaze me how life works. How one little thing can lead up to so many bigger things. How one trip to the local library to print something in a town with no internet would help mold me into the yogi I am today.

The town I live in is in the middle of nowhere. Lots of farming, lots of open space, no neighborhoods, no sidewalks. It’s also an area where houses are occupied for generations. You don’t find a “new” family living in the houses. Well, I take that back, because we are THAT family. You don’t normally find that because these houses aren’t normally rented out. Families have lived on properties for generations and they continue to. The people I meet at the library/community center all know each other and their kids know each other and their grandparents all knew each other. The reason I am telling you all this is because it paints a picture of the yoga community, or lack there of. There are no fancy studios. There are no expensive memberships. And there aren’t too many youngsters. I think I might be the youngest person who comes to the classes.

The other yoga teacher, who also teaches an exercise class, practically begged me to teach. She had mentioned needing a sub someday and I volunteered. I thought my teaching days would just be that; the occasional leading. I taught one class and she was telling me to have my own class. I thought about it, tried to tell myself not to do it, and then I was like, “F*** it! Let’s do this!” Sometimes that’s the best way to do things; jump right in! I found out later that part of her agenda was to try to get more people to come to the community center. Not only that, she knows the benefits of yoga and knows that yoga can really help with strength and balance for the older community. She wasted no time trying to recruit people to my class.

The downside? They see me, young yogi, and get scared. It does not matter how many times I tell someone that I didn’t look like this when I started or that you don’t have to be flexible. I can shout all day that I won’t fold you into a pretzel but they just won’t hear it. That’s when the idea of chair yoga came up.

Do you know that you can do a ton of yoga while sitting in a chair? It’s true! And you still get a really good workout while stretching and breathing and working on balance and flexibility. We decided to try the class for the month of November to see if we got any fresh blood. We advertised a bunch and talked to a ton of people about it. November 1st was the first class. I walked in and there were 8 people in my class! 8!!! My normal class usually has between 1 and 3 people. I walked in and shouted, “Oh my gosh! I’m so excited!!!” It was so fantastic! This week will be my 4th class and people are still coming back! It’s not 8 people every time, but it’s not 1 or 3 either!! People coming back is such a huge compliment!! And the feedback is all positive too. One lady says that she can already feel her balance getting better and (don’t tell the Tai Chi teacher) she likes my class more than the Tai Chi class! Ahh!! So awesome!!

My Tuesday class is now going to be Chair Yoga every week. There has been such overwhelming enthusiasm that there is no way I would switch it back now. And it gives me a chance to continue to share yoga with others. That really does bring me joy each week! And I get to see people’s progress. Once I start adding new things into our routine I am excited to see how everyone starts to gain more flexibility. I’ll bend these ladies into pretzels in no time!!

Little bit of This Yoga, Little Bit of That Yoga #NamasteTuesday

This last week was neat. I helped my best friend sleep better by teaching her breathing exercises over the phone. She’s in Hawaii and I’m in Virginia but I was able to talk her through and give her some insight on breathing, and how its associated with yoga of course, and she slept a lot better. I also had two different friends text me and say, “I need your help getting started with yoga. I need more zen in my life.” People asking me for help is just so wonderful. Besides the obvious personal benefits of practicing yoga, one of my favorite parts is sharing it with others. It’s why I drive to a tiny little community center on Tuesday nights to teach even when only person is going to show up. I love teaching, not only for the experience, but because I love to share yoga with others.

Last Tuesday I said I’d write about the last challenge I did. So here goes. I participated in a two-week backbend challenge called #Bentyogis. Man, was it awesome. The first challenge I did was definitely fun, but that one lacked the diversity of this one. In this challenge, each host showed a different variation of each pose and usually gave directions on how to do them. I wasn’t just back-bending during the challenge, I was bending and twisting in ways I never have before. I loved every second. I was pushing myself and learning new things and practicing others. There were some poses I had done before so I took a fun variation. There were some poses I had tried but couldn’t quite do previously so I took a variation. There were some that you look at and think, “That looks easy,” and then you start and you’re like, “Wait! How is my leg supposed to even do that?” If I had to sum up this challenge in one word it would easily be CHALLENGING. Below is a collage of some of the poses.

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I think my favorite pose out of this challenge was king or royal pigeon.” This is a pose I include in my everyday practice. I think it is incredibly beautiful as well as a great bend and stretch. Since I had done this pose before I looked to one of the hosts for a variation and found the bound variation. It just made the pose even more beautiful.

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Another king or full pose was dancer. This is one I have been struggling with. For one, my legs don’t quite split to the point where I need them and it is a challenge on my shoulders to reach back. So in this challenge I used a strap but I said in my caption, “I will grab my foot by the end of 2016.”

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Last Thursday I was at home doing my yoga thing. There are some days when I go into my flow knowing something specific I want to include or practice. Most days I just start and go with the flow and do whatever feels good and feels right. Without even thinking, I got into dancer and then reached back and like magic, grabbed my foot and got into full dancer. I held it for a total of 0.0000004 seconds but I was there. (I did it twice so I could take a photo and show my bff)

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When I was finished, I posted it to IG, duh, and I wrote that I now know what people mean when they say something feels “organic.” That’s how this felt. I didn’t feel like I was forced to try this or that I needed to try it. It just happened. I just progressed through my flow and it happened.

This week is a regular week for me but next week I’m dashing off to California for a wedding. Besides being excited about that, I’m crazy excited because I can go to Core Power Yoga while I’m there. I won’t have a ton of time to go more that once, but I am making the time to get to a C2 class. I am not sure if I wrote about it before but I had the chance to check out the studio over the summer and those were my people. I feel at home when I’m there. Guys, I’ve literally been only three times. Maybe it’s because I am “home” in San Diego, maybe it’s the way they teach, maybe it’s the humidity they drown you in (even in regular class not just hot yoga), or maybe it’s just the type of yogis. I can’t explain it too much but I can’t wait to be “home”.

Yoga & Art: When Passions Meet #NamasteTuesday

When we first moved here to Virginia, my husband wanted me to have my own space for yoga. He knew, before me really, how much it meant to me and how having my own space was going to make me happy. The house we moved in to was rather small but I had my own space. I had a section of our bedroom just for yoga. It was great. I decorated it how I wanted and it was MY space.

When we moved into the current house (we had to move because the owner of the first one wanted to move back in his house) I was going to have a craft/yoga room! Both of my passions inside one big room. Woohoo!!! Once I started unpacking and figuring out where everything was going to go I realized that my space was getting smaller and smaller. My husband said, “Why don’t you just have a craft room AND a yoga room?” Seriously, could I love him any more? Two rooms just for me? And that was the end of that and the beginning of the west side of the house being all for me.

When I first started practicing yoga I never thought it would become a passion and consume a lot of my life. Maybe I just needed my own room. I spend more time in this room than any other in the house. And it’s decorated with things that mean the most to me. Race paraphernalia, a poster of The Rock, and art.

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Along that far wall are all art pieces done by myself or my friends. Before I ditched cable I used to watch The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. Yolanda had a wall of canvases in her house and each one was painted by someone in her family or friends. She even had a painting party when her daughter was moving so that she could make her her own wall. I fell in love with this idea. For my birthday in 2015 I had a painting party! I had my closest girlfriends over and we spent the day painting. Their paintings were my gifts (those are all the small ones). The top and bottom canvases were done at Wine Nights in Arizona, the ones where everyone drinks and paints the same picture. And then I have these…

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My daughter spent the summer in San Diego with my parents and I had a lot of free time. Since painting is my first passion, I thought I’d spend some time painting for me. I don’t usually do that. When thinking about what to paint of course my first thought was yoga. But what to do. I started by drawing an outline of someone doing Warrior 2. The ideas started flowing from there. I decided to look up the chakras and see which one coincided with that pose. Then I had to try more poses. I picked two more of my favorites; dancer and king cobra.

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While I was researching chakras I learned that wheel, also known as bridge, upward facing bow, or a backbend, is thought to align all 7 chakras. If you don’t know already, a basic backbend is by far my most favorite pose and learning it’s chakra alignment made me extremely excited. I searched around the craft room for more canvas and found a big one. SCORE! And then I needed a model.

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Who better to model than myself? I’ve never done any sort of self-portrait work. This isn’t exactly a portrait, but it’s based on me and I think I did pretty good.

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At the end of my last yoga blog I talked about my Instagram backbend challenges. I just finished a two-week long one and I am going to post about that next week! I had such a wonderful time.

But to finish this post, I’ll leave you with this photo. My bff, Isis, and I doing scorpion pose. This is part of a series we do that we call “long distance yoga bffs.”

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Yogi? Yogi in training? Yoga enthusiast?

When I was thinking of a title for this blog I decided to look up the word “yogi”. The first definition I came across said, “Someone who is proficient in yoga.” The next one I saw said, “A person who practices yoga”, “an adherent of Yoga Philosophy”, or “a markedly reflective or mystical person.” This gave me a lot to think about. Am I a yogi “In training” or am a Yogi?

If I go by the first definition I would most definitely say that I am NOT a yogi. If I went by the second three definitions I would most definitely say, “Hell yes, I’m a Yogi!” But if the real concrete definition is the first one, is anyone ever really a yogi? Is there anyone who is done learning yoga? In my experience over the last couple years, the answer to that is a super no. So for now, I’m going to stick with yogi in training,

So, why am I writing about yoga? I’ve been wanting to for a while. I’ve been thinking about writing a long ass Instagram post about what yoga and other “yogis” mean to me. But then something happened today and it made it clear that I’ve been hesitant for a reason. I’ll get to that.

I’m not a religious person. I don’t believe in the God from the Bible. What I am is spiritual. I’ve always been spiritual. I think you can find spirituality in anything. Crafting was my spiritual time at one point. Being outside in nature is spiritual for me. Smoking a cigar listening to Maynard in my backyard with my husband is spiritual. And for me, yoga is spiritual. I didn’t realize this when I first started practicing but I know now that this is something I was meant to get into.

Many years ago, like 7, I went to a yoga class with a neighbor. If you’re familiar with my health journey you’d know it’s what really started the whole thing. I loved that class. It was calming and I liked the feeling when I was done. We went the next week and I hated it. It was a different instructor and she did more cardio type yoga and lots of planks and it was tough. I didn’t go back to yoga class. But I never forgot how I felt after the first class. I had always hoped I could find that again. Flash forward to August 2014 when I met my bff, Isis. I met her through another mom and we started to work out together. I found out that she was also in the works to become the base’s new yoga instructor. I remember asking her what type of yoga she did because I was totally scarred from that second class I took forever ago. She encouraged me to just try it. I’m so glad I did. I started going to her class at least once a week and started doing more stretching on my own. She was always inspiring me to try new things. She could do a headstand so I wanted to learn how. She could do fun back bends so I wanted to try. She looked like a tear drop in bow pose and I wanted to look like that. So I started practicing. I started doing headstands and handstands against the wall whenever I had the chance. Flash forward again to now, I live 3000 miles away from her but I’ve found that yoga didn’t stay in Arizona with her. It most definitely followed me to Virginia. I even went as far as doing yoga poses in every state I drove through on my way here. You can look it up on Instagram with the hashtag #yogaacrosstheusa. (You follow me on IG right? 😉 @chrissyq02) I do yoga almost everyday now. And Isis does yoga everyday and we talk about it constantly and send photos to each other to update each other on our progress.
Here are some progress photos to show you just what yoga can do and what it does for me. It gives me something to look forward to when I have alone time. It gives me something to strive to be better at. It is making me more flexible. And when I’m doing yoga I feel that spirituality.

The top photo here was taken almost a year ago. I was at Isis’s house and I told her I wanted to try a new backbend. So I did this one. Flash forward to last week and I busted out the bottom photo.

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When I was a little girl I did a couple seasons of gymnastics and one thing I remember being proud of was being able to touch my toes to my head. Several decades later I wanted to be able to do it again. Practice, practice, practice!!! Achievement unlocked!!

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Then on a random day in November, Isis says she wants to do splits. She says, “We should totally do splits!!” I reluctantly say I’ll try this journey with her but I never ever imagined I would continue it and see progress. OMG!! I’ve stuck it out and look!! I’m pretty close to maybe someday touching the floor.

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And now back to the beginning. Why did I choose today to write this and what is the significance of today. Well, I’ve been working on my forearm stands and doing pretty good so I thought I’d try something a bit more challenging. Scorpion pose always seemed like something fun to learn so I decided to try it today. Third attempt…

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Of course I immediately text Isis.
Me: ISIS!!!!!!!! emoji emoji emoji emoji!!!
Isis: What did you conquer today? Tell me!!
She already knew that something exciting happened for me today. She knows me!! I send her the photo and we talk about how exciting it is and blah blah blah and then later she checked her “On this Day” thing on Facebook. Guess what she was uber excited about exactly one year ago today? Being able to do a scorpion! She had been terrified to try it but went for it and did it. Today. One year before I decide to go for it. How cool is that? My bff, my yoga teacher, my mentor, my inspiration, was in my exact same place one year ago. It’s pretty neat. So neat I made this cool photo of us! One year apart.

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And you know what makes it even neater? I know, just from texting and knowing her, that she was as excited for me as she was a year ago. That’s what its like in the yoga community. And that’s something I’ve been wanting to write about. Ever since I started yoga, I started following a bunch of yogi’s on IG. You know the most common thing about every single one of them? They own their shit. They are humble. They make mistakes and fall over and they post about it. Everyone I follow has blooper videos to show off. Of course they all find the best looking poses and the best filters for a lot of the photos, who doesn’t, but in the descriptions they’ll tell you, “this was my third attempt”, “this was after a week or trying”, “this is the only time this has ever happened”. There is never a post that says, “I decided to try this today and I totally succeeded and I am now perfect.” On top of that, they are some of the most compassionate people you will ever meet (or know online). They will always tell you you’re awesome even when you fall over. They will always tell you that your pose looks perfect even when, in your eyes, it’s far from it. And that’s the kind of person I strive to be. Those are the folks I call “My people.” And of course I know people like this outside of yoga, but I think there is just a bit of something extra sprinkled on these people. And I love them for that.

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