It is commonly assumed that rational people avoid meditation and other spiritual stuff. Sometimes when talking about yoga, and the fact that I actually do it, I get those weird looks meaning are you OK? And sometimes, when they realise I also do study Math, it suddenly changes to just a ??! My answer to this is usually that not every yoga is yoga. But lets start from the beginning My yoga story started with Power yoga. Hm, wait, wrong. More precisely, it had started with a back ache at my age of 20.
Before my yoga story
I have always been an active person, starting with riding horses, dancing in a academy for 8 years, ending up with hiking, bikes, in lines and some others (even playing football from time to time). And, as well, I always thought, there will be no “my yoga story” coming.
Yoga is for old people, right? Yoga is boring, isn´t it! I can´t believe people actually get sweat by doing it. And they dare call it sport.
.. yep, that all was me 5 years ago.
(so don´t worry if you think the same, you are not lost yet )
I started to attend University (A Math University, of course ;) ). As many people, I was having less and less time to my free time activities (that mostly meant sport) and spending more and more time being sat down. That is, when my back started to complain about it. As most of the people, I started to discuss the “if I feel like this when I am 20, what will happen in 20 years?”. And then you see again in front of your eyes all those “Teleshoping” adverts (that were so annoying in the break window in the middle of your favourite TV program when you were 5) promising you everything on the world after purchasing their products. That is not how I want to end up, is it. I tried aerobic, Pilates, some courses on meditations, belly dancing, gym with trainer and body forming. Most of them were fine.
My yoga beginning
I was tempting by yoga lectures but I did not really enjoy the spiritual part of it and, I also think, I was quite unlucky on picking the first few yoga places, where the age average was 50. That is not really what catches your attention when you are 21, is it.
Your yogi can be everywhere
During one of mine voluntary jobs I met a girl that by a time became my friend and she was, in that time, a starting yogi in Bratislava. I took part of 2 of her Power Yoga courses and I loved it. It gave me all the parts I missed from dancing, and skipped all the aerobic exercises they do in those lady gym classes and did minimum of meditation.
I was practising it after that at home (less or more frequently) during all my, so called, life in foreign language in L’Aquila and Hamburg (when I started to write this travel and lifestyle blog). I will collect some videos by a time, that helped me a lot. But don´t start yoga by yourself. You can actually make more damage than good
My yoga story continues
After I came back to my home town for a bit, I did contact her back. She had a free place in a course that was starting the next day (lucky me surrounded by amazing people) but I was told it is not Power yoga any more. And so I had my first meeting with Ashtanga yoga in Bratislava. I did like it. That is when I started to question, what types of yoga are there? And my Ashtanga vs Power yoga battle has started (and hasn´t finished yet)
Your yoga story
I am still quite a lame yogi and do yoga for health reasons. But my advice would be: don´t get disappointed by a bad first lecture that doesn´t fit you. Try a different one. Try a different teacher a different yoga type. I can tell you, it took me 21 years to find my yoga life that fits me and I can´t imagine living without it anymore. Having your yoga story? Share it How was your beginning?  Picture found on yogawithmelcampbell.com.