Yoga changed all 315lbs of my life. I knew I needed to lose weight, but nothing was working. I'd considered surgery and went to my first appointment but backed out of the second. Rigorous, forceful workouts are not and have never been my jam. I tried, but nah. I'll try yoga, and if that doesn't work, then I'll get the surgery.
"Wherever you are is where you're supposed to be."
I signed up for a 30-day trial and immersed myself in various forms of yoga. Yin and Bikram were my favs. Yin is chill. It makes you want to get high and enjoy the stretch. Bikram is hot. Really hot. Hot hot. Yoga in a 105-degree room with 50% humidity sounds insane, but it is the most beautiful detox I've ever experienced.
It was only my 2nd yoga class ever, but I was anxious to feel that hot room. Not too bad, I thought. It doesn't feel like you're at a cookout dead in the middle of summer. It's soothing. It wraps its warm arms around you and settles you into a comfortable abyss. I learned how to flow into a downward dog (vinyasa) and step into my warrior pose. I learned words that I didn't know existed and still can't pronounce. I cried because no one was paying me any attention, and I was so happy that I could do this. I wasn't super flexible, and I needed modifications, but no one cared. Everyone focused on their practice. If I needed to lay down, I could. "Wherever you are is where you're supposed to be." I never felt so good. I was so centered and grounded. So balanced…even if I was a bit shaky.
My confidence skyrocketed out of nowhere, and my body looked different. I loved it. After the first week, I wanted to step in with just a sports bra and high waist leggings. I was still very much 315 lbs, but I felt different. I didn't know what to expect when I walked in, but this wasn't it. I thought It would be easy…it's not. It's challenging and beautiful, and indispensable for my growth.