Is there a certain moment in your life that you can remember as clearly as if you were there right now? There are a few of those moments in my life, but I’m thinking of one in particular that changed the course of my life forever.

I can remember my first yoga class and more specifically, how I felt.

I wanted to do yoga so badly, but had been avoiding it because I was embarrassed of my size. Also, I had no clue how to do yoga. And I certainly didn’t want to see what kind of mess would happen when my lack of knowledge combined with my inevitable struggle to get into poses due to my weight…

In 2013, I was living in Grand Cayman, working as a massage therapist. A friend invited me to go to yoga with her and for whatever reason, despite my concerns, I said yes. My first yoga class was on the roof of the Cayman Beach Suites, a former Hyatt hotel. We had a view of the ocean that was simply breathtaking. But we were on a rooftop, in the Caribbean, and it was warm… or rather, hot. Very, very hot. I had worn the closest thing I owned to yoga pants – pink sweats. Oh boy…

I think it helped that I went with a friend, so I wasn’t all alone. There were only about ten people in the class, and I knew most of them. I still didn’t want them to see me struggle with the poses. I didn’t want them to see me sweat so much there was a pool on my mat. Not that it matters, but I definitely did both. But guess what…

I survived the class – and more than that, I went back.

The good I felt from being in the class and how I felt after far outweighed the insecurities I felt being in the class. Don’t get me wrong – it didn’t magically get easy after that first class. Every class was a struggle to quiet my mind and just go through the flow.

All these years later I still do yoga and now, I teach it. It’s definitely not the struggle it used to be. I still can’t contort my body into all of the positions that yoga calls for. But instead of being negative towards my body, I’m thankful that it can flow and move. My size hasn’t changed much, but the conversation in my head is entirely different.

So, whether it’s yoga or the gym or something else entirely, if you are letting your opinions about your body hold you back from living your life, I want to encourage you to stop overthinking it. Stop worrying about what other people think. Honour your perfectly imperfect body and the journey it has taken you on. My life, and my attitude towards myself, has gotten so much better since I got over myself and just jumped in. So go for it- take the leap!

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Perfectly Imperfect Yogi

I spent a lot of years hating my body before I realized that life is so much better when you learn to love yourself. Read more about me and my journey here.


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