I recently contacted my yoga studio where I've sunk a thousand or so dollars into my Hatha 270 hour training. Lo and behold, it's time for me to do the dreaded Final Project. Am I ready?
Tis the season for tying up loose ends.
She says, "Great! How about the 20th?"
I respond, "That works."
I'm positively grateful that she'll even respond after my lack of class time at the studio this year.
I was scheduled last year around this time to conduct a class on my own to complete this training. Separation, divorce, headaches, soccer games-- all of it came between me and this final piece before I "officially" graduate from this stage of the yoga program.
So by Sunday afternoon, I'll have completed my own class. Yes, I do yoga classes all the time...but not to be evaluated. The past few days I've typed up my notes, glued them in pieces to note cards, recorded myself talking through the notes, been quizzed on my biomechanical cues --just so I can pass this. Off for more flashcard action...
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