From the first couple of times that I heard about Yoga I was curious about it. I think that was during my studies, because I began my first couple of lessons at the university. I went quite irregularly because it was at the outskirts of town and not at the most convenient time. And I felt like it doesn’t do enough anger management for me. But I liked the teacher.
I went to India on holidays to do an ayurvedic treatment and also hoped for yoga lessons. My ayurvedic doctor decided that I wasn’t ready yet. I think he might have been right.
After the university I was mostly into jogging or even still a bit of swimming. I kept searching for yoga lessons and went to several places, but mostly I found it way to “easy”, boring, slow, …
3 years after the university I went through a breakup and found yoga lessons close to my home and went regularly during the hardest recovery time. After I recovered I quit.
5 years later, almost a year before my next big break up, I started again. First bikram yoga because I felt like searching for some sort of workout yoga. After 4 months I had enough off being yelled at and no real alignment advice. I went to the biggest yoga studio in town. Hatha and vinyasa yoga. It took another half year until I met my current teacher. So when this break up came I was at least on the save side with my teacher.
And here I am still. 2 years with my teacher.