Wow...long time no write

When I first started this little blog I had just started teaching yoga and I was having a little bit of an identity crisis. I have always lead an active lifestyle but that normally involved a team sport. I grew up playing Ringette, Soccer and Hockey. I continued to play hockey through university and even afterwards with my work. After moving to the southern US I had to find a new outlet. Not many
teams for a girl to play on.

Hot yoga was so far from my mind that it took my good friend 4 months to convince me to attend a class. (90 mins sounded like an eternity)I can never thank her enough! Yoga has completely opened my life to new things, better understanding and best of all a clearer mind.

The troubles I faced after finding my love for yoga was figuring out how to balance my love of sports with my passion for yoga. Sports allowed me to be competitive and get out my aggressions. Yoga provided me with the tools to be calm, peaceful, relax, let go and be in the moment. Yoga believes (among other things) in no harm (ahimsa) how on earth can I be a yogi who loves to play/watch hockey!?!?!

These totally contrasting views caused a lot of confusion in me. Trying to figure out which one was the real me. Thinking I had to choose between one or other. Silly yogi...no one is perfect. I am me. I love hockey, football and being competitive. But I also love the time on my mat, with me, myself and I. Quiet music playing or silence. I love listening to a teacher tell me what to do next, or just going with what my body feels like doing at that exact moment. (Teaching yoga is an entirely different feeling, I will talk about this another day)  This ying and yang I have within is exactly what makes me, me. I am embracing this now.

So the name yoga + hockey = me    means so much more!

Anyways, just felt the urge to talk about that a little.