It really began when I was looking for a job and by chance walked into one of the gyms downtown.  All I wanted was a PT job at a gym so that I could have access to one without paying the painful monthly costs of belonging to one. Interestingly, they had a FT position open at the front desk and I took it since I was fresh out of college and looking for a job anyway. After one week I had observed the Fitness Trainers at the gym and knew that I was more interested in that than wasting away at the front desk. After a conversation with the Fitness Manager, I realized that I could do what they did. Before long I was a Pro Trainer at the gym, loving my job and having so much fun training clients and talking exercises, diets, nutrition and healthy lifestyles with them, among other personal things.

For various reasons I ended up leaving and working for a while with personal training somewhere else and figuring out what I wanted to do next. After a move and a few other changes, I got started taking yoga classes at one of the local studios. That’s where the idea of maybe becoming a Yoga Instructor was born. For a long time I thought I didn’t like yoga at all not knowing that there are different types of yoga and the instructor is important. Yoga has so many benefits to it though, that I thought it worthwhile a second chance.

A few sessions later and a different instructor, I really did seriously contemplate becoming a Yoga Instructor. I spoke with my instructor and also began researching studios and TT programs in the area and how much it would cost. Another important aspect for me was how long it would potentially take before I had my required hours. During my research last year, looking at different applications and studio program requirements, I received a catalog in the mail from a local retreat place. I opened the catalog and the first page I opened up showed that they offered two courses in Thai Yoga Massage. It just clicked. That’s what I want to do! I called my friend and told her about it and that it would be great to be able to go but I wasn’t sure that my job would agree with me taking that much time off. Planning out some logistics and costs, I talked with my boss at the time, who agreed that if it wouldn’t interfere with the project I was in charge of, I could go. From there I tackled the next bullet point on my to do list. Unfortunately, it was not without sacrifices that I ended up being able to go but everything worked out so that I found a place to move into before I had to leave for the course. Excited and sad, I packed my bags, loaded up the car with what I could possibly need during the time I was going to be gone and started driving. It was almost like the movies when one of the characters in pursuit of their goals leaves everything behind to start anew. A little surreal how fast things happened but at the same time with a sense of everything happens for a reason.