Introducing Stretch!

At 6 months, weighing in at 5 pounds... My new puppy, Stretch, has lit up my world :)

Just another day at BYEG!

Exhale

Check check...

Bikram Yoga Teacher Training Checklist

-highlighters, pens- mark the hell out of your dialogue, it really helps!

-clothing rack to dry your clothes on

-a shopping bag on wheels for trips to the store without a car

-hot water maker/boiler, what are those things called?

-hot plate/small grill to cook with

-plates, utensils, paper towels, etc
-knife and cutting board

-tupperware
-extension cord... you might need more sockets to plug your stuff into if you plan on bringing applicances, laptops, phones, etc.
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-snacks for lecture/posture clinics etc.
-eat what you crave while you're there. Random, but a lot of us craved salt and vinegar chips!

-Extra ice chest: get ice from non-TT floors, those usually aren't empty

-Tea/Coffee

-HYDROFLASK(S)

-travel blanket/small pillow- it gets cold during the late night lectures

-ear plugs

-chocolate

-electrolytes: honey/lemon/water, supplements or powders, coconut water, etc.

-"No Sweat"

-something to throw on over your yoga clothes before/after class

-more yoga clothes that you could teach in, for posture clinics

-some brought foam rollers or tennis balls
-comfortable footwear/ flip flops
-epsom salts
-essential oils (my mom swears by these... you can apply them topically to alleviate the soreness, some brands you can digest, helping boost your immune system, amongst many other benefits. something that came in really handy during training)

-some cash to tip the valet for helping you carry your stuff upstairs on day 1. You don't want to be hauling all that stuff and making that many trips up and down, conserve your energy- you'll be needing all of it soon :)

-A warm sweatshirt

-notebook to take notes/doodle/ and write dialogue in

-a journal or blog... reading through my posts from training, though only a couple months have passed, everything is coming back and its crazy how much one forgets because it seems like such a surreal blur

-a mantra, or something that you can remind your self when times get tough

Oh and Good Thai food. We'd call them before the 5pm class and would ask them to deliver at 7.

http://www.ayarathaicuisine.com/#/home 

Week 9, certified!!

Week eight, can you believe it??

We've been in this yoga bubble for so long that I've forgotten about life before teacher training. It's difficult to fathom that this coming Friday, we will officially be certified Bikram teachers. I don't feel like I'm ready to call myself that, to actually step onto the podium and teach a 90 minute class. But then again, I didn't feel  like I was ready to come to teacher training eight weeks ago either, and look where we are today! We surprise ourselves sometimes, both on and off the mat. And often times, it takes not thinking about things and just letting it all happen.

Monday was our last posture clinic. It was also the beginning of the brief moments to come where I would catch myself thinking about how far we've come, about how much we have grown, and about how much I'm going to miss moments that have come to make up our current reality. It is incredible to witness how people in my posture clinic group have found their voices, gained confidence in their teachings, and have come to even enjoy getting up there to share the dialogue we have memorized. I don't have the exact words for it, but I guess its part pride and part happiness for my fellow trainees in witnessing the great strides they have taken. To see people go through this metamorphosis and to have the privilege of sharing this experience with them, that it what has made the sweat, tears, and long nights worth it. And I now understand why so many teachers choose to come back to teacher training on their own dime, as well as where their sense of bittersweet nostalgia comes from. Four weeks ago, I thought they were all crazy. Now, I see that they're human. Perhaps a little crazy still. After all, this is Bikram Yoga.

So four more yoga days until this becomes a memory of the past that will probably creep up in my future presents as my time at teacher training. How strange is that? I'm looking forward to ending this chapter and beginning the next one, as nerve-wracking as it may be.

Some Bikram quotes...

Do you think I am a normal human being? ... Now the question is, how not normal?
I don't like cold food, I don't like cold hearts, and I don't like cold pussy!
But anyway, don't do anything to take away my concentration! I'm going to kill you now.

Bikram last night...

"What's going on in the left side corner? Somebody is doing silent but deadly or something??"

Bikram, this week.

Wow. There's two kinds of drinks. Hot chocolate and honey lemon... which one do I want? Hot chocolate... (takes a sip) Faaaaantastic!
You can't finish class in one hour. Its like high school sex. No good!
Why your heart hate your lungs? Its a horrible marriage. Between an asshole and a bitch.
Hey! Don't throw up on here. Its a new fucking carpet.
Now. The wise man comes. His name is...? BIKRAM!
I'm a combination of English bulldog and Bengal Tiger. Don't mess with me!
Like yesterday, I had to ask you guys 100 times to stop because you kept talking... Ok I exaggerate a little- I'm Indian!
And to the young lady who fell asleep during lecture with her legs uncrossed... Hellooo! I can see your uterus!
Operation successful. Patient is dead. Doctors are proud. Because they get paid by the Blue Cross!
I sell pain! Can you believe it??
Don't you know you can't make a clap with one hand? You need two hands, you idiot.
On Raja Yoga... You're all practicing it right now. When you go home, are you going to rob a bank? Are you going to kill somebody? Are you going to take revenge on your ex-husband? Chop his balls off and play ping pong with it?...maybe...

Week five, done?

The lovely people I spend my posture clinics with: Group 20

My, how the days have flown by... Where did this week go?

I've always been known to have a skewed sense of the time-space continuum, never really have been able to measure how much time has passed or have a general notion of the distance and navigation between two locations and whatnot... but I feel like now more than ever, here more than anywhere else, my sense of time and space has absolutely gone at the window, and I don't even know where that window is. It's quite bizarre, really.

Being at teacher training, with this fixed schedule consisting of two yoga classes, two meals, and two clinics/lectures a day has really altered the way I live my current life. Pauline turned to me yesterday and asked me what the date was, and as I reached for my phone to check, I realized that these numbers have stopped mattering. That the last time I checked,  it was mid-April. And here we are, more than a month into training. Yes, I've been counting the weeks that have passed, and the weeks we have left, but I haven't stopped to actually think about the date... the season... that four weeks from now, when we're teaching and looking out the window of our studios, it will be Summer... holy shit.

We've been in this hotel, bouncing between the second and sixth floor, without ever really spending time outdoors, and there is this whole world going on around us...That's another thing about being in this yoga bubble... one never really knows what's happening in the real world. I forget... and then today I remembered, the Honors Program just held a graduation ceremony for our second cohort, the Icelandic volcano has erupted again (bringing back memories of my year in Oxford... again, presence), my favorite tv shows are tying up their seasons... again, there is a whole world going on around us! And here we are, running around like crazed, sweaty, monkeys worrying about words on a page and how much electrolytes to take in. My world has gotten so much bigger, yet physically, it barely extends the boundaries of my mat and this hotel. And when I put all the pieces together, sit back, and think about it, I am for once at a loss of words...

That's when it dawned on me that this is actually happening... that all those months I've been getting excited and freaking out and reading other people's blogs about teacher training have passed, and now, its my turn. And we're actually doing it! I'm no longer preparing for training, no longer just starting the training process... This is it. We're here. And to quote Pennylane of Almost Famous, "Its all happening!". Its all happening, and I didn't even realize it was happening and how much time has passed, because we've been so caught up in the moment. We've trained ourselves to be so present that we, most of the time, forget even our own names and how we arrived at this point. Like a constant meditation. How strange is that?

Its been a wild, wild ride. And I have a feeling its just going to get even more insane from this point on. I'm bracing myself, and trying my best to keep up with the pace.... but sometimes, the best and simplest thing one can do is to let go and just give in.

And breathe.