Today marked the halfway point in the program. It also marked my biggest breakthrough on the teaching mat. A few days ago we sectioned off into two groups of 10 and were each given about eight minutes or so to teach a section of a full yoga class. One person taught the breathing, one taught sun salutations, another tackled a few standing poses, etc.
Other than a few morning runs where I’ve ventured into the surrounding neighborhood, today was my first official day off the resort. For the 16-day program, Yandara gives the teacher trainees a bit of free time (roughly four hours) in the afternoon on Sundays. After our morning yoga session (a fusion blend of rhythmic yoga … which was amazing and eye opening!) and a teacher training session on how to set up the timing and flow of a typical class, a few of the other trainees and I rented a car to quickly (very quickly) check out the Tanah Lot Temple nearby.
If I’m honest with myself (and anyone reading this blog), I’d have to admit that when I first signed up for this training with Yandara, I was a bit nervous that I would get tired of doing nothing but practicing/studying/seeing/breathing yoga every day. Like most in my generation (or modern society for that matter), I like to dabble. I love my yoga practice, but I also like to do some cardio here and there, meditate on occasion, eat healthy, splurge, etc.
Today I instructed my first yoga student ever (well, aside from the times I awkwardly “guided” my husband and unsuspecting friends as my practice pupils). And, you know what? I didn’t fall flat on my face! The world didn’t end. And my “student” can still walk.
Didn’t sleep more than two hours. Maybe it was the jet lag. Maybe I wasn’t used to sleeping in such quiet. Maybe I was just pumped about the next day. Either way, I woke up with the sunrise and sat in bed watching the sky turn from dark to light while my cell phone sat silently in the corner of the room, disconnected from the world (they encouraged us to turn off our WiFi, even though the resort offers it free, so we could get the most authentic experience during our time in Bali).
As I let my mouse hover over the “confirm” button of the teacher training registration form, waves of insecurities suddenly flooded my thoughts. “Am I sure I want to do this?” “Will I even be able to do this?” “I already have a full time job; will I even have time to do this?” I’d been practicing yoga off-and-on for eight years, but all the sudden I felt like the biggest poser to be signing up to take a 16-day teacher training course in Bali.