Thursday, December 16, 2010
Suddenly this past week my motivation has slowly started to come back. The interesting thing about this is my attitude. You see, the past 8 months of going a few days and then missing a week or two weeks has caused me to be fearful when I'm "coming back". Oh, it's the second class back after missing xx amount of days, this is going to be painful.
Not this week. This week I walked in, threw my mat down, took a look in the mirror and felt peace wash over me. No fear. Just breathing and moving and practicing. No expectations of how I should be in any posture. I bathed in my sweat like it was holy water, eagerly awaiting each drop, each posture, each breath. I posted this on my facebook yesterday: "The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears or the sea." I find this to be true for me, right now. As 2010 comes to a close I quietly close the book on several aspects of my life. I put it behind me, without judgement. I stand on my mat, drenched in the holy salt water, hopeful once again. Hope. It's been missing for a long time. I don't know why it left me. I've always been such a hopeful, positive, glass is half full person. Without hope, Michelle changed and it wasn't somebody I enjoyed being with. I was uncomfortable in the skin of this hopeless Michelle. She was no longer bikramyogachick. She could find joy in nothing, not even in her yoga. So I welcome hopeful Michelle back. I like her better. I hope she decides to do a challenge. To blog again. To smile again. To love again. To be playful and happy again.
My heart fills with joy today and looks forward to yoga again tonight......so these things are possible.....finally.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
And I believe him. He won't read. So I have my space back. I can post honestly again. It's also time for a face lift. You know, some spring cleaning so to speak. My lists of blogs need to be cleaned up. Also there are some great new Bikram bloggers on the scene that I need to add! I've been finding them courtesy of Hannah's blog.
I missed you guys!
Monday, November 8, 2010
I have decided that I can't blog here anymore, for a long time. I'm not going to delete it, but I also can't continue to half heartedly post, filtering because he's reading. I'd rather go dark and silent, no explanation, but then that's not fair to the people who have been following my journey. I wouldn't want any of you to worry about me! So I will continue my bikram journey in silence for awhile, and really, maybe that's for the best. After all, I do this yoga for me and right now I am drawn to the emotional healing aspect of bikram more than the physical after my tough year. So perhaps it's best for me to do that privately anyway. I feel good about this decision because I need to completely shut the door on this person. He has moved on and is practically engaged, but yet he still reads. I'm tired of wondering why. It doesn't matter why and it's not good for me to wonder why. It makes it hard to completely move on from the hurt that lingers from that very short chapter of my life.
So off I go.....
Thank you so much for all of your wondeful comments. I am always blown away by the quality of people in the bikram community. I will still read your blogs. Sometimes I don't comment, but I always read! You are all very inspiring. If I come back, with a different URL in the future, well, I know how to find all of you and tell you where I am.
Friday, November 5, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
**a note on running: some of you may have seen a few posts and even another blog briefly regarding me training for a half marathon. To make a long story short: I'm not sure I will be able to do it. The running brought back a knee injury from running cross country in high school. This was a knee injury that I healed by my bikram practice two years ago. I still am trying to run but it's hurting pretty bad. This is why I've decided to do alot of yoga, to see if I can counteract this injury and keep training. So far it's getting worse not better, but then I just started the yoga last week. So we'll see. I deleted the running blog because it just wasn't as fun to write about running. Perhaps it's the missing "social aspect". Sometimes funny things happen in that hot room and makes for good blog fodder. Running by yourself, well....not so much.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Right then and there I decided that since it was Nov. 1st, what a great day to start a 30 day challenge. I can't let Hannah do one all by herself!
Sunday, October 31, 2010
After class, while I was purchasing my three months, Greg from "another version of the truth" blog showed up for the 3pm. Erika was teaching (in a cute bumble bee costume) and he said she's one of his new favorites. I used to take her class alot when I was up at the Summerlin studio and she's fantastic. It was really nice to see Greg, and I think it's awesome that he's doing a bit of studio hopping. I'm a big fan of that and wish it wasn't so cost prohibitive. Just imagine if all of the Bikram studios in town were linked and you could go to any if you were an unlimited member at one. Heaven! I would be in complete and utter heaven!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
I got to the studio early, as usual, and sat on the couch reading. The 4pm class started to trickle out. I saw some other students waiting but it didn't appear to be all that busy yet, so I waited a bit before going in to set up my mat. When I finally did get up and carry my mat in what I saw as I opened the door cracked me up. Already there were about 10 mats set up, all on the door side of the room. No mats at all on the other half of the room. It was clear that all 10 were jockeying for air space by the doors. Chuckling and shaking my head, I went over to the other side and set my mat down. I figured I was going to be a mess no matter what, so I'll take the "hot side with no air" and suck it up. I will let the strong students who will be working hard get the nice blast of door air. I figured I'd be on my knees most of the time anyway.
I wasn't. On my knees. I was OK for most of the standing series, again having issues locking my knees and getting my hips down in triangle. I just breathed, got into the postures as best as I could and put down the 10 foot long bat I normally beat myself up with mentally. The floor series was a whole 'nother ball of wax. I once again could not get my ass down in fixed firm. Then came locust. Salabhasana (Locust Pose) to be exact. Sunday it hurt. Last night it was excruciating. My elbows hurt so bad that I could not shift my weight to lift both legs off the ground for the third part. I just lay there, on my arms, legs on the floor still, face contorted, trying to breathe steady, trying not to scream out loud. I wonder if it hurt this bad three years ago, when I was a newbie? Just like the pain of labor fades from memory when you hold your beautiful baby in your arms, so does the pain of starting your practice. So I don't know if it was this bad in the beginning, all I know is the pain will subside with regular practice and my practice will again unfold into that precious meditation I used to lose myself in daily. But for now, I HATE locust! The floor series ground on slowly, making me really have to focus. I was in heavy second day detox mode and by the time I got to Camel I felt like I was going to projectile vomit onto the surrounding yogis. I started to go back for camel and the world spun sideways, wildly spinning off its axis. I sat back up and knelt down. Kneeling was not comfortable, those tight knees barked at me. So I sat indian style. Boy oh boy do I have far to go to get back to where I was in my practice. This does not depress or sadden me though. Instead, it excites me. I suppose it's because I have done this before and I know it's a given that my body will improve, strengthen, progress. There is no "what if" factor. It's just a truth. A Bikram truth. Can't wait until tonight!
Monday, October 25, 2010
Breathing starts and my brain was doing a happy dance. My stomach started to flip flop with joy. I actually smiled during breathing, which is sorta awkward as you can imagine. After eagle I felt like "ya boyz and girlz, let's get this party started!!" Then the one legged balancing series commenced and my excitement diminished as I realized I could not keep my knee locked. Yes, I still had the stamina and most of the flexibility to get into postures but No, I could not hold them as my friggin knee would not stay locked. It hurt. It burned. I had to sort of shuffle from foot to foot, shaking out each leg after each set. My knees ached so badly. By the time we got to triangle I realized my hips were too tight to really get down there and form that L with my leg. Then by fixed firm, the tight aching knees said "no more!" and I sat there, upright, trying to work my butt down and it wouldn't touch. I opened my knees wider, but to no avail. I didn't get frustrated with any of this. I just took note of it so I could rejoice later when it starts to get better. And get better it will. This I know from three years of Bikram experience. I was so happy to be there that during a savasana in spine series little tears leaked out of my eye. I couldn't help it. All sorts of emotions bubbled up to the surface and my heart and soul were singing with joy to be there. The last three months have felt like a walking coma, but coming back to Bikram was truly an awakening. Yes, this is what it feels like to be alive! No, this doesn't happen in the gym, or running on the street. Those feel good, but they don't wake me up and fill me with joy like Bikram does.
I'm going back tonight. I feel like a little kid, tugging on her mothers skirt with excitement. I can hardly contain myself.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Anyway, in real life I seem to fall out as soon as I loosen my grip and tonight was no different. What I didn't do, in retrospect was re-lock my standing leg right before loosening it. Marie suggested that. She said anytime she makes a correction to her standing head to knee or standing bow she consciously checks in with that locked leg and it helps her to perform the tweak without losing the posture. Oh well, there's always tomorrow!
Locals: this Sunday (Aug 8th) at 9am Dray is teaching a free Bikram class at Town Square in the park. We will be outside in the park under tents. Arrive 10 mins early to sign in. Kids welcome! This is part of the fitness in the square event every Sunday sponsored by Yogi's Unite. Come down and join the fun!
Monday, August 2, 2010
Roughly a year into my practice I ditched the hand towel and never looked back. I didn't use it for grips, really I was just wiping my face when I got to the floor, but it was a crutch and a distraction. My practice advanced by leaps and bounds when I threw the binkie out the window.
Do you have a crutch? I know that there are always many reasons why they are needed. Good reasons. But think about it. What if you could ditch the binky and soar to new heights....all by yourself. Just you, your mat, and your strong sweaty grip.....
Friday, July 30, 2010
I'm glad it's all coming back to me so quickly. Just like riding a bike, right? I hope other things are just like riding a bike. I haven't been on a date since last fall. Haven't even flirted or smiled or cast my eyes in any mans direction invitingly since then. Maybe I should try again. I think I'm gonna need some training wheels for that bike!
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tonight I went back for round 2. Wednesday night is a bit busier than Friday's last class of the day so I got to see lots of yoga friends and teachers tonight. Lots of hugs. Lots of laughter. Lots of "where have you been?" I felt missed and that felt good. I burrowed into the lobby couch before class, Mark and Tommie on either side of me and felt truly at home. I belong in a Bikram yoga studio. It's that simple. I need to figure out how to get to training someday and be a teacher, but alas, that could be a whole post on it's own. Before going into class I whined a bit to Mark and Tommie about how hard it was going to be. I wasn't trying to be negative. I've just been around long enough to know about "the second class back". If you've ever gone on vacation for a week or two, or just missed over 7 days after a regular practice for any reason, then you know what I'm talking about. Usually the first night welcomes you back. Embracing your awkwardness as you attempt to get your bearings. The first night smiles at you, reassures you, lets you know that you are welcome back anytime! Then the second night marches right in and kicks your ass from here to China. The second night says "ok, welcome back now lets get down to business. Feel those lead arms? That's right, you did that. Oh, a little out of breath? Here, let me put an elephant on your chest. Let's crank that heat and humidity up while we are at it as well. You've been a naughty toxic girl. Out it comes!" And so it goes. Second night beating is not fun. Tonight did not disappoint. I threw up in my mouth, looked around wild eyed and lay flat on my back for several postures at the very end of the floor series. My stomach was lurching and heaving and I was in serious danger of tossing my cookies. Sitting in the lobby afterwards, looking and feeling like death warmed over I was the happiest I have been all summer. Life threw me some curve balls this year. Instead of getting upset I have just trudged forward, head down, one front in front of the other. As things were stripped away, light filtered in and put halos around what I had left. I knew with absolute clarity that so many things really don't matter. What does matter I will hold onto with all of my might. My daughter, my family and my health. For these I am grateful. Bikram yoga has been such a huge part of my life for 3 years. The month I spent without it made me fall in love with it even more. It's a gift, one that I will cherish for all of the days that I am blessed to be able to practice it.
Oh, and also.....I got a bare chested (him) sweaty (me after class) hug from my yoga crush. I should miss 30 days more often!
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
- I've noticed I can't inhale as deeply....I feel short on oxygen. Of course I'm under crushing stress. The kind that makes people jump off tall buildings. So most days I walk around with an elephant sitting on my chest. Bikram helped me to inhale, even with the elephant taking residence.
- I'm tired. Alot.
- My lower back aches after sitting at my desk all day. My knees creak. I absentmindedly rub my knotted up neck. I find myself rubbing knots out of my feet.
- I inhabit my body awkwardly. Getting in and out of cars, sitting and rising from low couches. This is all done without the grace that comes naturally from a regular yoga practice.
- I get headaches.
- I don't have that "lightness of being" that gift of feeling good that comes with practicing Bikram. I can feel a huge difference. It's really a lack of "well being".
The good news: I get to go back.....TOMORROW. I was on track to be able to get back in August. I was trying to be patient. Then out of the blue, an opportunity dropped into my lap. Somebody up there loves me.
So tomorrow. I get to die a hot sweaty death. I'm nervous. I called in the big guns. My two yoga bff's are going to come take class with me. I will have their energy to feed off of!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
**I'll go ahead and clarify something I said, because I got asked this in the comments, but I'm sure more people will be wondering as well. The fall 2010 teacher training is officially going to be in San Diego, not Las Vegas. Bikram himself made the announcement before class Friday night. He said he had just signed the papers and that it will definitely be there. I'm sure they will update their website soon.
Me and Carmen after class (What's up with my freaky yoga eyes??)
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Rolling up my mat, armed with these thoughts and realizations, I knew I had already won half the battle. The rest will work itself out......as long as I keep putting one foot in front of the other on the right path....the path that includes putting those feet on a yoga mat everyday.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Frank notices this and fixes me sometimes. Tonight, after slugging my way through a very mediocre feeling class, I lay in final savasana, crooked. Frank came over, lifted my head gently and moved it left. Then he gently pushed my left shoulder down towards the back wall. "There, you are straight now". These two adjustments are the same everytime. I lay there, feeling completely crooked, wondering how I could be straight. My instinct was to get up and end the savasana. Instead I lay there in wonderment at how very crooked laying straight feels!
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
After class I floated out of the locker room, feeling the yoga glow. As I'm leaving my yoga crush walks in. I say hi and float on out......
Monday, June 7, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
I decided all of this on Friday and that makes today day 3. In the first 3 days of this challenge, I've already had two very interesting classes. The first was Friday night at 6pm. We had a visiting teacher named Caroline from Headquarters. She is a lovely lady who attended Bikrams first TT, prior to the "dialog" being around. She's an older lady with a glowing spirit. I adored her class. Even though she's not up there doing verbatim dialog, her instructions are precise. She's also got an eagle eye for form and corrections. She was engaging with the students. It was so much fun! Saturday morning was 9am with Frank. My friend Shelley met me down there, or I never would have gone that early. I hate morning classes...anything prior to 11 is Satan in a Sunday hat. And it was. Satan in a Sunday hat. My body was so stiff and so heavy it felt like I accidentally stumbled into the studio with somebody else's body entirely. I really had to pay attention to form and throw all of my normal depth out of the window. It just wasn't going to happen, with anything. In fact, I stood there in tree while everybody eles was going into toestand. My body just felt like there was no way in hell it was going to be able to execute a posture I attempt daily. Frank called me out on it "Mish, what are you doing, don't you normally go into toe stand? Get down there!" I ignored him (sorry Frank!).
Last but not least....day 3 (today) 1pm with LYNN WHITLOW. For those of you who are regular Bikram addicts, you probably have heard of Lynn. She is a senior teacher who does seminars and is a bit of a rockstar in the Bikram community. I took her class last time she was here out at the Green Valley studio. You can read about it here. It was pretty brutal. I'll sum it up this way: I sat out half of that class. Ok, so going in today I made sure I was hydrated to the max. Plenty of sleep (check), proper food and water (check), electrolytes in balance (check). I lay my mat down and looked around. Lots of teachers and also Big G from the Green Valley studio. The class was HOT and HARD but I made it through pretty well. Not awesome. Just pretty well. I sat out one set of triangle and had trouble first set of camel. There were only two newbies in the class and I felt bad for them because there is just something about Lynn. Her class is just tough. She's not yelling, she's not holding you in a posture for a bizarre amount of time...it's just very tough. I cannot figure out what it is about her class. Afterwards, sitting in the lobby eating watermelon courtesy of another *very smart* yogi, we talked about that concept. Why is Lynn so dang tough? The yogi who brought the watermelon said "she just makes is sound probable and possible and you just do it". I think that is right, the way she explains things is so matter of fact and her dialog rhythm lends to "just do it".
Good advice. Just do it. I'm gonna "just do" this 30 day challenge.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Before class, Greg went into the room to do some wall walking. I didn't go in until 5 til. When I arrived in the room he motioned me over to try it. For those of you who don't know what wall walking is, you basically stand in front of a wall, about arms length away and you do a backbend until your hands touch the wall, and then you start walking down the wall until you are in wheel. I'll be honest, this scares the crap out of me. All I can picture is me landing on my head. I guess I don't trust my own body to walk down that wall. I tried it anyway. Of course I wasn't going to attempt to walk down into wheel, but I thought I would at least do the bandbend, touch my hands and see what that felt like. It was scary and exhilarating all at once. I went over to kneel on my mat to wait for class to begin, thinking about wall walking. Imagining that someday I could walk all the way down into wheel. Sort of like "I will touch my forehead to my toes" someday (this is doubtful, but I keep thinking positive!).
Class started and Frank came in, full of his usual energy and spunk. He was awesome with the new kids. Half of them didn't want to be there (it was an assignment they had to do) so he joked around with them and made them feel comfortable. Greg, Mark and I lined up in the front row and fed off each others energy. Greg's dedication is really showing. His postures are strong and he has passed me up in many areas. So even though I've been doing yoga for three years, I see where I could start pushing myself harder. Greg really works at these postures, every day, full force. Me, well, sometimes I know where I can just "hang out" in the posture and cruise through class. Uh Oh! I guess I just called myself out!
Monday, May 17, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
This perfect 7 month old baby girl belongs to Sara, a visiting teacher from San Francisco. She was teaching the 4pm, so Toni Jo was baby sitting before teaching the 6pm. After changing into my yoga clothes, I spent the next 20 mins hovering around Toni Jo and baby. I oooh'ed and aaaah'ed. I gently squeezed little baby feet. I smiled as the baby cooed at me, flapping her arms, grinning and drooling. We laughed and commented on how good this baby is! A little yoga baby! Mom did yoga until 6 days before delivering.
I walked into class, visions of babies dancing through my head. I lay my mat down and thought about the cute yoga baby me and my yoga crush would make. Wait! What? Who said that! I spent the rest of the yoga practice breathing and stretching and telling myself I'm too old to have another child. I decided my hormones must be making some silly last ditch attempt...."last chance for a baby! You are 39! Last chance!!!"
The class ended up being perfect temperature and Toni Jo was full of lovely energy. Her timing was impeccable. I was able to work hard without feeling wiped out. I left with a ton of energy, buzzing out of there on a yoga and baby high....smiling at my yoga crush on the way out....
Monday, May 10, 2010
When I arrived at the studio tonight it was full of "old" and "new" regulars again. Another one from my old studio (which is no longer a bikram studio) signed up at Westside last night. He was all excited and told me I need to talk Reggi into coming up. She's the last holdout, as the drive is too long for her. We miss her terribly!
When I walked into the room to set my mat down I gasped. It was smokin' hot! I was not in the best mood as I have missed 4 days of yoga last week and the weekend classes I took were tough. Sunday when I raised my arms over my head for half moon they screamed with soreness, which is not normal for me. I slogged my way through that class, feeling tortured. So when I felt the heat tonight I immediately felt a bit fearful that I would again have a tough class. Class started and I felt safe...surrounded by familiar yogi's...Shelley, Tommie, Eddie.....they were all around me, as if the wagons had circled. Three postures in I was already in "slogging my way through" mode again. My body felt like lead and the heat was really getting to me. I tried to ignore my panicked thoughts and just keep breathing. My mind kept going back to all of the stress in my life right now. The "watcher" kept bringing me back into the heat. I felt like metal, being melted and reformed. Tears mingled with sweat when we hit the floor. Jolted by the unexpected rush of emotion I swallowed hard and tried to collect myself. "Just let go....be cleansed by the fire" echoed through my mind. I took a deep breath and melted into the rest of my practice.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Tonight was 6pm with Candace. Sitting in the lobby before class was a relaxing social hour just like old times. I miss the "regulars" from the old studio terribly...the joking, the easy rapport. Slowly but surely a new crowd of regulars has been developing at my new studio. We may not have each others names down pat yet, but there are smiles, hellos and easy conversation on the long couch outside the yoga room before class. Laughter, smiles, hellos....my 'happy hour'. Today another familiar face from the old studio showed up. She had a big smile on her face and said "I missed Bikram yoga, I signed up here yesterday". We put our mats beside each other in the front row and rocked out the class, just like old times! Candace taught a nice "tough love" kind of class. I love her style! She does not let us get away with cheating ourselves out of a great class and she does it all with a kind voice and nice smile. I drove away from class on a lovely yoga high. Perfect way to end a Monday!
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Before class I had walked up to Dom and said "you probably don't remember me but I took your class several times when you taught at the rainbow studio two years ago". His face lit up and he said "I do remember you!" I said "wow you look great, what did you do?" He said (in his adorable english accent) "Ate less!" Ya, that's Dom. So down to earth so awesome! It's easy to see why the trainees were chanting his name when they were thanking the staff last fall.
I was planning to go take class tomorrow night with the trainees but I found out Bikram is out of town for the next ten days. Darn! I have taken class down there already (last fall) and what I really want is the experience of Bikram himself teaching. I think I will wait!
Thursday, April 29, 2010
What have I been up too? Well, my life is pretty much like this right now: My hair is on fire. That sums it up quite nicely! Without getting into gory details I am going through a major major change in my personal life. A very scary one that is not good by any means. However, I am looking at this as an opportunity to grow. For eight days I was not able to get to yoga at all due to this event. I am now back in the saddle (tonight will be my 6th Bikram class in 6 days) and am leaning heavily on this yoga to carry me through the rest of what I must face. In fact, I have decided I need yoga every day while my hair is on fire! Am I doing a challenge? You bet your tight bikram behind I am! What I haven't decided is the length of the challenge. 30, yup. 60..most likely. 90? Hopefully. We will have to see if the fire starts to spread or get worse!
I've tried to remain positive but tonight I was feeling a bit down. I dragged my yoga gear up the stairs to my studio, head down, face in a worried frown. As I'm checking in I'm greeted by the very friendly front desk person. Taking a deep breath, I lift my head up and go into the locker room. As I'm walking by the yoga room I see Frank teaching the 4pm. The smile creeps onto my worried face as I catch his eye. Changing from work Michelle to yoga clothes Michelle my body starts to relax. Off comes the makeup, up goes the hair, off come the high heels, on go the flip flops. I go out to the lobby to sit on the long comfy couch and wait. Regulars start to wander in. Suddenly I'm smiling, saying hi, giving and receiving hugs. This space, this studio, these people, it feels like a thick soothing salve that I am gently applying right onto the gaping wound caused by the fire. I smile and look out the window toward the red rock mountains and say thank you. I'm already at peace, already feeling better when things get turned up a notch. Students from the old studio start to come in. Regulars from the studio I haven't been to in months. Faces I have missed. They come in, all smiles, excited to check out this new studio and happy to see me. More hugs all around and lots of excited talk as they find out Dray will be teaching our class.
I finally get into the hot room at 5 mins til. Dray comes in, bringing his amazing energy with him as soon as those beautiful double glass doors open. I stand up, look around and see "old" and "new" regulars ready to begin. We start the breathing and the energy is tangible. I practice for 90 minutes and notice that we are moving and breathing as one in so many postures. The sweat pours down my face and body.....it puts out the fire in my hair for 90 blessed minutes. I leave feeling refreshed. I leave knowing that these are truly my people. This is where I belong.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Thank you for all of your support. For reading, for commenting and for writing amazing posts in your blogs. I have met amazing people in real life due to this blog and for that I am thankful. In fact, I have a couple more of you on the list when you come into town in the next month or two. You know who you are and we will keep in touch via email, can't wait to meet you.
All of you that are completing the challenge, best of luck! This is a huge undertaking and something to be very proud of.
This blog has been a huge source of comfort for me these past two years, but it's time to turn the page and start a new chapter.
Good bye, good luck and most importantly, may you find your truth and embrace it.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Today was 5:30 up at the old studio with Frank. I wanted to go back up to Westside, but Ashley was coming with me and she was afraid it would be too hot up there. He he. Once we arrived Reggi, Ray, Christian and a bunch of other regulars were there in full force. It turned out to be fun. The class was packed, hot and humid and took alot out of me. I felt strong during the standing series and then started to lose it on the floor. It took all I had to stay in the room and finish. My mind went terribly downhill after spine series. Well, at least I made it!
Sooo. You might be wondering what my little picture over on the right side is. Remember when I went to Tempe last week on business and wrote a post about my visit to the studio there? Well, some students from the studio saw my post and let the director know. She included a little blurb in her March newsletter about it! I was added onto the mailing list due to my visit last week, so imagine my surprise when I opened their newsletter and saw the article! I guess my little blog has been a bit busy!!
This excerpt was taken from a blog by bikramyogachick who visited our studio this week.... (The rest is an excerpt from my post). **click to enlarge the pic. See, I was right about the smile!**
So exciting! I just want to take a moment to give a HUGE shout out to Bikram Yoga Tempe students! You guys are awesome! The studio has a great vibe, nice energy, and some awesome Bikram practitioners. In fact, Don had the gal next to me demo standing bow for us. She was amazing. My company has offices in Phoenix so I will be sure to come visit you guys again next time I am there!
Sunday, March 14, 2010
New studio! Dray getting ready to teach. I'm in the Green Top and the guy smiling directly at the camera is the new owner.