My heart rate has finally returned to normal...I think. For an entire week, I knew I'd be teaching a full C1 yoga class on Sunday at 7:30pm. Out of our group of four "extenders", I was the last one to go. All week I've been living in my head thinking about how I needed to be, what I just could not forget, how my music would all line up, and please lord just don't let me leave out anything super important. By 7pm last night my nerves had reached their limit, and as more and more people began to pour in, I just wanted to start and be in it. From the moment I faced the class, we all shared a deep breath, and I began to share the intention of "placing yourself in the present"... I honestly just couldn't believe this was happening; I was teaching yoga.
I absolutely was not expecting a class of 20. Tiff did an amazing job recruiting people she new to come support- about half of the class were people she new. I had my corner of peeps there to give me familiar smiles, love and encouraging vibes:). Thank you, thank you!! The music was definitely my foundation for keeping me smiling and keeping me present within the hour. However, thanks to an inside joke between Ms. Crowe and I and my Michael Jackson song, when it came on, I laughed and suddenly forgot what side we were on in the flow. I looked up at that moment and saw one of the girls in my group with her left leg up... phew... ok, back on track.
When it was time for the final savasana, and I was loving on my people with some of my favorite music in the background, I took a deep breath full of love and gratitude. I know I missed some things, stumbled on my words, and could have paid closer attention to student's alignment; all things I will challenge myself with in the coming weeks. What an amazing experience though. My first real class... so awesome.
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