Showing posts with label Yoga. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Yoga. Show all posts

Friday, August 27, 2010

Okay, Okay

I deeply apologize to my TWO known readers that it's taken me 85,000 years to write. :-)

So Intuition and Accountability. I've had experience with both in the past week and am excited to vent.

I was blessed with an incredible intuition. That voice/feeling striking sensation that speaks to me is very evident and mostly very reliable. But this isn't the kind of intuition I'm talking about. Maybe the word "intuition" isn't what I'm referring to in this instance, so help me out if you think of another term.

I've spent a couple of years in a classroom. Not just any classrooms. JUNIOR HIGH classrooms. You can remember back to jr. high, can't ya? Well it's a time of great confusion thinking you know it all even though your hormones are more than you can emotionally even deal with. This can cause students to daydream, lollygag, and don't get me started on the endless chitter chat during lectures. Sounds a lot like kindergarten eh? Well, I've had to repeat myself many times to these students, so many times in fact that I actually got sick of my own voice. (GASP!) Okay maybe not. But my point is, PAY. ATTENTION. Repeating one's self in a classroom is incredibly common. In fact I'm pretty sure it's listed in the job requirements. I just didn't necessarily think it would be part of my life working in Corporate America. Fast forward to last week when I walked a colleague through a process that involved uploading content to our shared FTP site.

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Let me go over it AGAIN. it's an online tool that allows the sharing of really large files too big to send over email.

So literally a week later this same colleague asks me for the FTP information.

Commence the gnashing of teeth and ripping out of hair. I oh-so-sweetly responded to the email by copying and pasting the exact instructions sent over the week prior. Somehow I managed to restrain myself from forming into a giant asshol and even walked over to help.

Does it take intuition to go and find that email BEFORE asking for me to do it for you? Or is that another word?

I love this colleague, I truly do. This colleague is sweet and kind and honestly only wants to do the best job. I in no way think ill of my colleague, just the experience. I'm one of those poor saps that can actually separate the action from the person in most cases. Weird I know. Whatever. This is my blog. Get your own. :-)

So maybe intuition isn't the right word, but when I interviewed I told my future boss that I will try EVERYTHING before I ask for help and it's true. I will research the shit out of something before asking for help and explain all the avenues I took when I can't find the answer on my own. I guess THAT'S the kind of intuition I'm talking about. Maybe it's more like initiative. They've both got i's and t's and n's. Same diff. Kinda.

Accountability

So you're probably thinking this is just going to be another rant about said colleague. Well, it's not. In this case the accountability is about yours truly. WHAT? You mean YOUR blog is going to talk about YOU? ;-)

Don't be daft, it's not charming.

So I've been practicing Bikram yoga since 2006 or so. I'm still not very good at it and in the past not very consistent, but I love it.

I've been driving to Downtown SC to attend classes in a stinky, unfriendly studio with a nothing-short-of-chaotic parking experience. Every camel pose I would pray and send out energy for a new studio to open in Aptos. If you know me, then you KNOW me, meaning my thoughts are generally out loud and my opinions can be somewhat strong.

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So you can imagine my surprise and joy when a post-surgery, jacked-up-on-pain-meds Megan calls my cell and leaves a message for me:

Care? Oh, right voicemail. Care, sooo I'm siiiiting in the car wayyyyiting for Paul in the UPS store and therrrre's this sign that says Aptos Bikram Yooooga. We haaaave to goooo. Byeeee. Oh it's meeee, Megan.

Before I called her back I got online and typed in Aptos Bikram Yoga. Sure enough, THERE WAS A BLOG AND EVEN SOME PICTURES!!! OH HAPPY DAY! I waited patiently (ahem) for 2 months and was the first one at the door waiting to get in the Grand Opening. Okay so I missed the Grand Opening for a weekend getaway with the hubz in Pismo. But I was there Monday ready to bikram the fat right outta my big ole Judy Booty. They're introductory plan is 10 consecutive classes for $20. Oh and I was there all 10 days.

Okay I missed 2 days, but only because they don't offer an early morning class on Tuesdays and those are the days I go to LG to do power yoga and then hit up Gram's for a visit and dinner.

See don't you feel bad for being mean saying things like I'm a slacker for missing? What?

So my 10 days is up and I've just committed myself to 30 consecutive days of yoga. Mostly Bikram and some Power because that's just how I roll.

I'm sure you'll be reading all about it. Hey, I gotta figure it out. I just tried on my bikini from my honeymoon and it yelled at me. Loudly. I mean it screamed so maniacally that I felt a break in the space-time continuum.

What? So I have a flair for the dramatics. Better that it's in my writing and not real life. BEE. NIIICE.!

So I've COMPLETELY derailed this rant. AHEM

So along with the new Yoga studio being amazingly beautiful, the energy is so incredibly positive and uplifting in this joint.

Y'all.

The owner HUGGED me on my first day. The convo went like this:

Owner with the rockin' yoga body: Welcome! You know, you look VERY familiar...
Me: Wellllll I mean, I've added you on Facebook...been following your blog..basically I've been waiting 2 years for you and this stuuu....
Owner with the rockin' yoga body: (cutting me off reaching for a hug) Oh you are so sweet! Caroline? Well, welcome Caroline, I am so happy to have you here!

And what do you know? Owner with the rockin' yoga body greets me by my first name EVERY TIME she sees me, and calls me out in class: Caroline I KNOW you can get deeper into that half moon, beautiful posture Caroline...She was as excited as I was to become an "official" member and not just for the money. No kids, this is the real, genuine kind of joy. I just adore Owner with the rockin' yoga body.

So the only problem to all that is the accountability that goes on in an intimate setting like this. They aren't afraid to call me out and push me to my limits. This is what's going to make the difference in my body, but with that comes hard work. I could hide at the old studio. They never bothered to ask me my name after the initial sign in before class. I could sit out as many poses as I wanted, not push as hard. Those days are long gone and now there's accountability which will lead me to feeling and looking my best. I CAN'T WAIT!

So onward and upward. Here's to looking good in my honeymoon bikini.