The epiphany for the last 24 hours: wow, that was a great workout. I worked, I sweated tons, then I was done, and now I’m a little sore in the hips. It can be just that. Most of the time, it’s that. Which is mainly great because it was an hour that wasn’t spent fretting or checking things off lists or running to and fro, trying to tie off the rest of life’s daily, weekly, monthly strings.
Last night was the final lecture of my Power/Vinyasa yoga teacher training course. The founder of the corporation via which I’m taking the course gave us 2.5 hours’ worth of information on the business of yoga. The fact that there’s an oxymoron or two in there there (yoga and business?) was not lost on him, but his model appears to be working, so I was there to absorb what he could share.
He taught the mid-level power yoga class that just preceded the lecture, and it was a tough, fun class (in fact it’s the one I describe, at the top of this post). He opened it with a reading from Howard Schultz, founder of Starbucks Coffee:
Risk more than others think safe.
Dream more than others think practical.
Expect more than others think possible.
Care more than others think wise.
So, an open invitation to think big, and think crazy. Which is exactly what my decision to become a yoga teacher was, for me. It’s been an interesting 8 weeks.
The photo above, how to tie it in? It’s just a pretty logo that I saw in my neighborhood, during a recent walk. It reminded me of a trip to Cape Girardeau, Missouri, a couple years back. The salon is across the street from a storefront that housed a yoga studio, a few years back. It closed, and from what Mr. Tice told us, that’s often the fate of yoga studios. I think I’ll see if I can just start teaching at work.