As I mentioned in my blog last week, I started my 300-Hour Yoga Teacher Training (YTT) last Monday. I was so excited to start my advanced studies to further my knowledge and to grow as a Yoga Teacher. For those of you that are not familiar with YTT programs:
200-Hour YTT is like getting a bachelor’s degree in Yoga, and 300-Hour YTT is equivalent to a master’s degree.
I woke up on Monday morning and went downstairs to my yoga room to begin my first yoga practice which was recorded from a live session (I chose to take the entire program using the recordings from live sessions because of the time difference; when they have their yoga practices and lessons in Bali and Thailand, it’s around 2 or 3 am here in Texas!). After an hour and a half (which is how long the asana practice is), I started my reading and writing assignment. I ended the day with the required 30-minute meditation practice. I felt great about how the first and the second days went, and I was pretty confident that I would be able to keep this up… Until Day Three came.
On Wednesday, I had a harder time getting up in the morning, but I forced myself to get up and stick with my new schedule. The yoga practice that morning was a lot more challenging (with headstands and side crow among many other physically challenging poses). There were a few poses I opted not to do due to my wrist injury, but I did the entire practice while my core was shaking. 😅 I was so happy to go into savasana, especially because I knew I had to get ready to teach my Wednesday virtual class at 11AM. After teaching my class, my daughter and her friend wanted to go to our community pool/water park, so I drove them over and checked her friend in (visitor’s pass). It turned out that I needed to stay the whole time because in order to have a visitor, a resident 18 or older needed to be there the whole time. So I attempted to doing my reading and assignments on my phone; but after an hour of trying to focus in the middle of Texas summer and a lot of visual activity all around me, I gave up and just waited for the girls to be done. After 3 hours, we finally got back to the house, which at that point, my energy was completely gone. I found myself reading the same line about the Sutras over and over again. I knew my brain was pretty much done for the day (and I had developed a headache by this time). I got upset at myself for compromising my study hours to prioritize other people’s needs — which is a common occurrence for not just me but many moms — because I was pretty much saying that my life and my goals are less important than other people’s goals. So lesson learned. Stick to my schedule.
On Thursday, I had just enough energy to get through a meditation practice. That sun and the heat from the previous day really drained my energy! “Tomorrow will be a more productive day,” I told myself.
On Friday morning, I woke up and started a load of laundry, and I went into my home yoga studio to do my yoga practice. When I came out of the room, my husband asked for my help… WITH CLEANING THE FLOODING! THE WASHER HOSE HAD COME LOOSE AND THERE WAS WATER EVERYWHERE!!! 😭 So my husband and I spent half of the day into late afternoon cleaning up that mess. By the time I sat down to study, it was the evening. Another day gone; but I wasn’t as discourage as I was the day before. Perhaps, I learned the lesson that although I need to stick to my schedule, I still need to be prepared for unexpected disruptions.
The plan was to study from Mondays to Fridays and take the weekends off; but it worked out that I was able to catch up on my reading and studying on Saturday while my husband and daughter went out to run some errands for a few hours. This felt like a “Don’t worry, I got your back” wink from God. 😍🙏
Today begins Week 2, which I’m still in the middle of Yoga Philosophy. Come back next Monday for a recap of my second week! 😃