Teaching This Thing called Yoga
You know that moment when you realize that not everyone had an underwater basket weaving class in their middle school? No? Well, apparently I went to a pretty progressive middle school where we learned yoga, tai chi, kick boxing, gymnastics, and other random disciplines that were... pretty awesome! ( I know. Sadly, not basket weaving. ) I was introduced to yoga at age 12. At the beginning it was filled with a lot of weird animal posture names and giggling about trying to put our legs over our heads. Next, it turned into a lot of reciting weird sanskrit phrases and "ohm-ing" loadly in smelly rooms. Later, I learned that yoga could not only be meditative and spiritual, but also physically strengthening, challenging, and well: SWEATY.
My sister tells me that even as a little kid I would lead little exercise classes in the yard. Smiling and laughing as I taught the neighbors how to do cartwheels. Needless to say, I always knew I wanted to be a teacher. In fact in my kindergarten yearbook I believe it says "Teacher & Actor." The problem was deciding WHAT to teach.