Finding Yoga

Last September I woke up one morning and had no idea who I was.  Seriously, I saw myself in the mirror and, for an instant, thought, “Who is that woman?”  Talk about waking up!  So I started a campaign to reclaim myself.

After several months of weight loss and self-exploration I realized that I needed a mentor/model, someone who does a consistently good job of being true to self.  As fast as that thought popped into my head, the answer followed – Julie.  My friend Julie is so very good at remaining true to herself, and at taking care of herself.  She’ll probably argue that she isn’t that good but from where I stand; she’s a perfect model.

At about this same time I was looking for more physical outlets.  Walking is wonderful, I truly enjoy it, but I knew I needed something new.  Running is out of the question; I won’t risk the knees again with that.  Biking might still be in my future, but at that time I felt (and was) much too heavy to get on a bike.  I also realized that I needed something I can do alone.  I can’t always count on Robert, one of the girls, or a friend to exercise with.  If I’m counting on anyone but me, at the slightest hesitancy on their part, I’ll bail.

So … Julie … physical … duh! … Yoga!  Julie has been talking, for years, about yoga.  Little did she know, I really had been listening.  So that day, I walked over to Julie, told her I was listening, told her I was ready, and asked her to take me to yoga class.  And shortly thereafter, off we went.

That’s how I found yoga.  More soon on where it’s taken me.