I went ahead and took the plunge and registered for yoga teacher training. Despite feeling like I’m too new and other sorts of imposter thoughts, I just went ahead and did it.
The most curious part of all of this is that when I decided I was going to do the training I was at a lower weight – and in pretty good shape. Now, however, in starting the training, I’m currently 220. I didn’t realize I’d gained weight but here we are. The curious part of this is that I would have never thought myself a 220 pound yoga teacher. Though I do enjoy that I can be a model for others. Yoga is so much deeper than asana practice anyways.
I’m still trying to figure out what I want to do with my life. I am enjoying working with my manager but I just want to learn some new things and I’m quite bored at work. I have enjoyed working with and managing my newest intern — he’s a shy software developer. I’ve decided that I need to take some action steps toward a career transition: two of my best friends have left the office and my final friend is also trying to get the hell out.
I don’t want to be left behind.
I also don’t want to be someone that talks but doesn’t try things. I can recall last year telling Sam that I was curious about tech and looking to transition but here we are a year later and I’m in a similar position. I’ve just got to MOVE. MOVE. MOVE.
My relationship with A is progressing nicely. I share a life with her. I guess that makes me gay. That’s probably the weirdest part about the whole thing, is that I would be in a “gay” relationship according to the world. I just really love her and she’s such a good person. I don’t know what I would do if she left me. I try not to think about things like this.
I’m thinking about visiting Marion for her birthday. I’m not sure if I am going to do it yet. I wonder why I am feeling a bit fatigued.