I have been so resistant to teaching class on a Sunday for so long.
Sundays are sacred days. They exist for the wonderful husband, the hound and I to just be together. Sleeping in. Working in the yard. Going to the park. Cuddling on the couch by the fire. Cooking something divine.
I love not having an agenda. Laundry? I'll think I'll do it tomorrow morning. Just grab a stack of House Beautifuls and hit my comfy reading chair.
Confession: I don't even practice yoga on Sunday. No mat. No yoga books. No yoga blogs. No yoga.
But, when I was drafting a schedule for my new classes, I became aware of a need for Sunday yoga.
Ugh. I didn't want to do it. I was resisting.
Then I was asked to sub the Sunday pilates class at the gym. First, as you probably know, I have no idea what pilates even is. So, these students were going to get yoga regardless. Second, I cringed at subbing on a Sunday. Don't people do family day anymore?
I got to the class and there were a handful of yoga regulars there and they absolutely freaked (in a very good way) when I told them that we were going to do yoga.
I can't tell you how different the energy was in that room for Sunday yoga than it is for the usual Monday night yoga that I teach. It was like the most decadent thing in the world to lengthen, breathe, stretch, and end in legs up the wall. They were totally blissed out. I couldn't believe it.
And, then I took a moment to just think about it. Sunday is a great day to teach yoga. Why have I been so freaking stubborn?
Then I wanted to teach a 9 AM Sunday class. Throw up in my mouth. I don't want to get up early on a Sunday. But, if I teach in the afternoon...then I have to "wait around" all day to teach.
I took the leap and scheduled a class for 4:00 PM on Sunday afternoons. The first class was this weekend.
It. Was. Amazing.
I think this is something I can live with. Tell me, do you like Sunday yoga? Do you teach on Sundays?
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