I came across this amazing video via Facebook and it hit me so deeply, I had to write about it. The video was of a chalkboard placed in New York City for one single day with the title “Write Your Biggest Regret.” What made this whole thing so interesting was not what people said about things that they had done, but rather those they did not do. Adults of all walks of life scrawled across the wall their sadness in not chasing their dreams, passions, hopes, and wishes. People wrote and shared that they allowed others to talk them into “playing it safe” or a “plan B”. This video, which can be seen here, is so much more of a lesson than we even realize.
Our time here on this earth is just too damn short. We hustle and grind, and hustle and grind, then glance up from our desks and sigh “someday…”
“Someday when I am thinner…”
“Someday when I have the money…”
“Someday when I have the time…”
“Someday I’ll take that vacation…”
Well, I have news for you: Someday doesn’t exist. There are seven days in a week, and Someday isn’t one of them.
I have to ask, how did we get here? How did we allow that child-like sense of wonder die? When did we stop living and condemn ourselves to living lives we didn’t love? Now, more than ever it is the time to stop hoping for that someday. Someday will never arrive and you mustn’t let your passions, loves, and biggest dreams fizzle out.
Everyday is a new opportunity to erase your story on that chalkboard, and write a new one. Gaze at that blank slate with enthusiasm and awe. Confidently dare to begin again and let your heart be the guide.
What is the legacy you will leave behind? Start rewriting your story.
Momentum is a remarkable thing. Sometimes, you don’t even know where it came from. It’s almost as if it creeps up on you then all of a sudden these incredible things start propelling you towards what you’ve been working so hard for and it’s just so surreal.
Right now is really an exciting time for me. As some of you may know from my Instagram and Facebook, I have recently started practicing Ashtanga yoga. I shared the other day that,
“My Ashtanga practice has taught me so much about myself that I feel like I’m exploding at the seams. It’s almost like I’m learning yoga again for the first time and it’s a blissful joy to feel like I’ve only just found a yoga practice. Every time I’m on my mat and in the stillness of my breath; I’m closer to the person I’ve always wanted to be and haven’t yet discovered.
I am alive.”
And that’s really just the beginning of this awakening I am privileged enough to experience. My morning meditation has quickly become my favorite part of my day, my husband and I listen to a nightly meditation as we drift off to sleep, and it just keeps getting better and better! Specifically I wanted to share that I will be teaching at my very first Yoga Festival Retreat in March!
Yes, ladies and gentleman, I get to share my yoga with 100’s of people from all over the country at BhavasFest! I am thrilled to announce that you can find me teaching at this amazing yoga, camping, hiking, rafting, and meditation retreat along side some other amazing instructors from Los Angeles. BhavasFest runs from March 31st-April 3rd in Kernville, CA on the Kern River. It is one of the most breathtaking places you will ever see and experience, so make sure you don’t miss it! Click the link here to purchase your tickets now and use my code “PURPLEHAIR” to save money.
Additionally, I was interviewed on To Be A Yogi by Edward Reibwhere you can learn more about me, my journey in yoga, nutrition, and the yoga festival. You can listen to the podcast here.
Firsts are such a beautiful thing since you only get one shot to experience something for the very first time. It truly seems that 2016, which I dubbed in my pre-New Years posts as “The Year of Yes” really is shaping up to be what I intended. From my first podcast interview to BhavasFest to [drum roll please…] leading a yoga and fitness retreat in June in Mexico! I will have more to report on the Mexico retreat in a few days, so stay tuned, and keep chipping away at your dreams.
You only get one chance to revel in a first, so aim high, dream big, and chase your heart. I hope to see you at BhavasFest so don’t forget to buy your ticket now and bring all your friends!
Five easy steps to getting out of your own way and unleashing your awesome on the world.
Believe in Yourself
Confidence is key. Stand by what your heart is telling you and what you want—don’t let other people’s lack of vision cloud your own. You are on a mission and nothing is going to deter you.
Remember, if you ever want people to buy into something you are pursuing, you too must believe it with ever fiber of your being. And look, if at first this is a major struggle for you, fake it until you make it. Confidence is a contagious, self-fulfilling prophecy: If you tell yourself enough that you believe in yourself, after a while you actually will!
Chase Your Passion
What lights your heart on fire? What gives you that feeling within the pit of your deepest part of your belly that fuels you from within?
Make space so that you can thrive; what is something you continue to do despite it not longer serving you or brining you joy? Let that shit go. Evaluate why you continue to participate in something that no longer brings you joy [or maybe didn’t in the first place]. Is it ego driven? Because you feel obligated? Can’t say no? Whatever the reason, know this: In order to generate opportunity for yourself in your life, you must create the space so that something new can grow then thrive.
The Power of Positivity
Your outlook and approach will absolutely determine the outcome of the obstacles you encounter. Challenge yourself to start re-routing how your emotions respond to opposition. While this will most definitely take time, be patient and compassionate with yourself. Commit to not just saying you’ll be positive, but visualize things with a more positive spin.
Try something simple to start: set the tone of each day by reminding yourself to remain positive even when it seems hard—that’s when it’s most important! Also, attaching a phrase like “I will meet each obstacle in my life with positivity, love, and enthusiasm” will give you the strength to maintain your positive mindset.
No More Blame Game
Coveting the success of others is a vicious cycle that often ends is feeling worthless and defeated. Constantly looking at what others have achieved, comparing yourself, and detesting the success of others brings you bad juju. Bad juju aside, pointing a critical finger or judgmental finger at others does one thing: Nothing. Moreover, refusing to accept ownership for the mere fact that while you may want something and haven’t done anything is perhaps the first step to enacting changes in your life. No one is preventing you from being who you want to be. No one is thwarting your efforts if you haven’t even made any. No one is going to miraculously appear in your life and grant you 3 wishes like The Genie in Aladdin [sorry to burst your bubble on that one]. Get out of your own way and stop looking at what others have.
Get Down and Dirty
Asking the universe for something just isn’t enough. The concept of “ask and you shall receive” is not really conducive to manifesting your craziest and wildest dreams. Simply asking, and putting whatever ‘it’ is you want out there IS the first step—but what are the action steps that you are taking to achieve said greatness?
When you want something in your life, your focus to acquire it must be laser-like. That said, where there is conviction there is no sacrifice. The time to stop asking for what you want is now. Jump outside your comfort zone, roll up your sleeves, and tackle the tough stuff.
Start by make tangible alterations to your life; step confidently into the things you’ve always wanted, and make them your reality. Only you and you alone can make the changes and take serious steps to do so.
Sometimes we talk ourselves out of things before we’ve even begun because we are afraid to fail. Other times, we get so comfortable in our own world that we forget to live loudly, enriching our lives with new and unknown adventures. Well, it’s time to get comfortable being uncomfortable and learn that growth happens outside what we think we already know.
Fear is our enemy. For such a short word composed of one teeny syllable, it sure packs major punch. Fear has the power to control our lives, dictate our choices, and paralyze us so that we talk ourselves out of things before we’ve even started. Well, that stops here. Today, we relinquish our fears and those self-imposed chains as we step, no jump, boldly out of our comfort zones and try something new!
Often we fantasize about what we want to do, where we want to go, that dream job, and so much more. However, what we fail to recognize is that if we want something that we’ve never had, we must do things that we’ve never done. That means, leaving behind what you know and not worrying about what you’ve left behind, but running towards possibility with an open heart, mind, and attitude.
We mustn’t allow fear to determine our lives. It will limit us from reaching our highest potential and stagnate us. The time to start living for you has already arrived; it is now. Don’t be afraid to make mistakes, try something new; take a trip alone, sign up for a cooking class, or finally take that yoga teacher training. So what if in the end you decide that it wasn’t for you. At least you tried. Celebrate your efforts and courage. You took a risk on yourself and invested in your personal growth by trying something new. In the end, it may not have been your cure-all but you sure did learn a whole lot of something’s about yourself in the process; so what more could you ask for? Get out there and start leaping out of your comfort zone, for nothing great ever came from comfort zones.
The ending of 2015 and start of 2016 signified two awesome firsts for me: Teaching yoga on New Years Eve and starting off the New Year by working out.
On New Year’s Eve I had the privilege of teaching two yoga classes at One Down Dog in Silverlake. In the [almost] 4 years that I have been teaching group fitness I have always taught early morning classes but never in the evening. Much to my surprise, my classes were busy with eager yogi’s ready to ring in the New Year. These NYE yogi’s were something special. As a matter of fact the classes were just different all together. There was a lightness and jovial festivity to the tone that filled the room. The levity was contagious. People even smiled when I reoriented class so that we could practice in a circle. People made eye contact with others in class, people connected, people laughed. It was beautiful to witness, share in, and be part of. Sending off the year in some detoxifying and energizing yoga was just the way to bid adieu to 2015.
New Year’s Day, a day of continued indulgence and extension of the night before while getting in some serious TV time, spent lamenting the end of the holiday season as we start to remember that inevitably we will all have to go back to work [sigh]. Preemptively, the husband and I decided that we were going to do something we have never done on New Year’s Day: workout. We’d naturally eat and lay on the couch later. So, on December 31st, we signed up for a 10:45am workout at Orangetheory Fitness West Hollywood to hold ourselves accountable.
9am, the alarm went off. We turned it off, and went back to sleep. 9:45am, I wake my husband and we have a chat debating whether or not to go because ‘wouldn’t it be so nice to sleep in and lay in bed all day?’ 10:15am, we get dressed and head out the door because this workout sets the tone for 2016.
High from the endorphins coursing through our bodies, we left the studio chilled in sweat, proud that we rallied and committed to ourselves. I felt strong and alive and thought to myself, ‘Now that’s how you make shit happen—not by saying it, not by thinking it, not by wanting it, but by doing it.’
2016 is my Year of Yes. I am through with the excuses and done wishing. Nothing I want in this life is going to appear by falling into my lap. Anything worth having requires that I put in the effort. Yes to me. Yes to my capabilities. And yes to my heart’s desires.
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The New Year is an opportunity for growth and fresh opportunities. Don’t let the year slip by without reading these tips that focus on writing down your goals, holding yourself accountable, and how to manifest your New Year’s Resolutions.
The New Year is fast approaching and you know what that means–it is time to declare a New Year’s resolution list! Often times, people use the New Year as an opportunity to reinvent themselves, interpreting that a New Year translates into a New You. Well, what’s wrong who you are/have been in 2015? If you didn’t achieve what you set out to do, you didn’t meet the partner of your dreams, or receive that promotion, that doesn’t mean the entire year was a wash. What 2016 requires is what 2015 didn’t have: Focus. As you welcome 2016 into your life, consider these tips to set yourself up for success:
The Power of the Written Word
Words have power, but if our ideas aren’t translated into thoughts with a plan, they’re just ideas that reside in our heads and hearts. Get writing, get typing, get your ideas out of your head and put them onto paper or a computer screen.
Writing is cathartic and makes your thoughts tangible, which helps bring it to life. With a clearly defined sense of purpose and mission, you now can tackle your resolutions with gusto!
Hold Yourself Accountable
You’ve written down your New Year’s resolution. Great! Now comes the tough stuff—actually making it happen. Start small. For example, if you haven’t run in 20 years since your high school track days, setting out to run a marathon may not be the best way to capture success. Instead, tackle your longer-range resolution by signing up for a 5k, then a 10k, and then a half marathon.
Don’t allow yourself to ‘just go with it’. Holding yourself accountable means you actually dowhat you set out to conquer, so join a run club, download a [free] training plan, train with a team/friend—do whatever you need to do to make sure nothing [including excuses] stands in the way of you and your resolution.
Manifesting Your Goals
Suddenly, life sneaks up on us and we get caught up being busy and our goals seem to fall by the wayside. To uphold your resolutions, focus on getting involved in something by aligning yourself with like-minded people who will push you to achieve your goals. Be part of something bigger than yourself. To help you identify what your passions could be, ask yourself:
What speaks to my heart?
What am I doing to bring the things that speak to my heart alive?
How have I nourished my soul?
You’re on a journey. Your New Year’s resolutions should leave you invigorated and energized by life. But remember, in order to manifest your goals and truly bring them to fruition, you must have the courage to chase after your goals even when it seems challenging. After all, obstacles in our lives are merely opportunities in disguise.
Day 7: I am grateful for being able to lead, guide, teach, and grow others
I’ve been teaching group fitness for 3 ½ years. I have taught countless yoga and cycling classes, trained clients, and attended an innumerable amount of workshops and continuing education. And somehow in all this time not once have I ever been so inclined to actually lead a workshop all my own. People have urged me to lead a workshop, but really I was never inspired to actually lead one myself. I guess I shouldn’t say that I wasn’t inspired, rather so much as I was more insecure in what I could really offer participants looking to learn from me. Nevertheless, this all changed when I led a unique “wall class” when I was subbing at my studio and attendance was lighter.
After class, two of my regular students [I hate calling them students because so many of them become my dear friends and these two souls are my friends] remarked how distinctive the format was and that I should turn it into a workshop. And such, with my confidence and faith in myself revived, Sweat Unleashed was born.
Sweat Unleashed, a 2-hour workout that fused intense handstand work and preparation on the wall to build strength and confidence; along side fun and funky arm balances and transitions. I wanted to share something more with participants that just teaching poses in isolation. One of my goals was to empower people to walk away with the capacity to transition in and out of more advanced asana (poses) during flows in class, I wanted to people to really take what we learning in my workshop back to their mat while practicing.
My message was clear, “Live your truth and live with intention. We are so much more than what the world sees, so do you, be you, and live your truth.”
Simply put, the workshop was amazing. We had almost 20 people show up on a Saturday night to challenge themselves in unimaginable ways. Participants wrote about themselves, reflected on quotes they were given, made new friends, worked with partners, and left with a whole bunch of deliciously challenging new things to incorporate into their practice.
In turn, I left the workshop proud of myself for putting myself out there and grateful I was able to share something I love with so many people. I was humbled and honored to be considered ‘the expert’ as I showed the group my favorite arm balances and strengthening exercises to make them stronger inside and out. Additionally, the love and support of my best friend Rachel, my husband Greg, and all of my regular students really helped foster my confidence to move forward with Sweat Unleashed.
And like I asked of participants in class to Live Their Truth, by leading this workshop and spreading nuggets of my perspective when it comes to yoga, fitness, and confidence; I too am Living My Truth. Just like my students learn from me, each and everyday I too learn from them. It was truly an amazing experience and I cannot wait to plan another workshop! See? You never know who will come into your life and push you towards greatness. With an open heart and an open mind the possibilities ARE endless!
Day 3: I am grateful for new adventures in fitness
People always ask me how I “do it all” from running, to indoor cycling, to yoga, to HIIT workouts, to surfing, to soccer, to Spartan Races, to Ragnar, and now a half marathon [that my husband I have not really started training for]. And to the world as a result of social media it sure does seem like I am successfully doing it all but really, what I am doing is a whole lotta everything and not truly delving too deep into anything because I’ve got my hand in too many pots.
For the entire time I have known my husband Greg, he has always tried to steer my energies towards my yoga practice and teaching. Greg subscribes to being a specialist as an instructor, yet the irony is he teaches EVERYTHING and excels. Well, do as I say not as I do, right? Though I definitely agree with Greg’s ideals, just practicing and teaching yoga would be leaving my soul devoid of so much more that I thrive on from when running, lifting, racing, and feeling the pulse pounding music in my veins: Competition.
So recently, when visiting my best friend Mali in San Diego when her boyfriend Kam astutely observed that I need something to light my heart on fire; to train for that was solely for me without the need to be the best per say; I took it as a sign. I decided it was time to pick myself up out of this “I dunno what I want and like to do” funk and seek out my long time friend Courtney who’s a 3rd degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do. I decided I was going to try something so radically new and different and see if TKD could start to replace the missing pieces of my soul.
Last night was my first time ever in any sort of martial arts gym, studio, dojo, facility, whatever, you get the point. Immediately, I liked the pants because they’re baggy and shapeless, just how I like my clothes to mask my body from the world. I reveled in the hierarchy of the whole thing—bowing when entering the floor, when leaving, before a match, and after. TKD had definitely piqued my interest as I watched fighters gracefully engage in what looked like a well-choreographed dance. I was utterly clueless, that’s for sure; but I could not stop watching in awe. It was enigmatic and captivating.
While Courtney insisted it was a beginner’s class all of a sudden, these nationally ranked fighters showed up. My heart started to race. I was petrified of failing, looking like a fool, and doing it wrong. As it turned out, these competitive fighters were getting in some last minute training for a fight that’s coming up this weekend.
The warm up started off easy enough with jogging and some stretches. I got this, I thought to myself. And then Master Villa lined us up to do some stuff. I say stuff because most of the time there’s tons of inaudible shouting and modeling and then you’re off! Do it or we all do squats. Kicks, pivoting, and some more bizarre hopping around then kicking aaaaaaand I am dead last in everything. Hot with embarrassment I wanted to hide. Never in my life have I ever been on such display and felt like I was so out of place. I felt exposed and inadequate and wanted to so desperately plead with the others “But I can be athletic! This just isn’t my sport!” But then Master Villa made the group cheer for me and I built myself back up, “Don’t quit. Be kind to yourself. Everyone starts somewhere. Yes, YOU CAN.”
We sparred and worked on technique. I got to kick paddles and while working with Courtney I asked a million questions and I loved it. I felt the stability of my yoga practice in roundhouse kicks and I was grateful my hips cooperated. I felt strong and though at times I was awkward, not once during the almost 2 hour class [yes, almost 2 hours] did I give up. I worked through my own issues with feeling like I didn’t belong and today: the tops of my feet are raw and tender from the sparring and paddles. I felt empowered that I tried something new. After I got over myself and out of my own way, I loved each and every moment. Now I can’t wait until the next time I can go back and live grossly out of my comfort zone; for if you never try, you’ll never know.
Greatness never comes from comfort zones. Forge a new adventure, for the most meaningful journey you’ll ever lead in this life is the one with yourself.
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Learning in any capacity is such a gift. So when I have the opportunity and the funds permit it, I soak up as much as I can so that I can continue to grow and evolve. This past weekend at my yoga studio One Down Dog we hosted Gaiam yoga instructor Clara Roberts-Oss. Currently based in Vancouver, British Columbia Clara is a gift to the yoga world; leading retreats, workshops, and teacher trainings all over the world. Her no-nonsense approaches to educating teachers and realism with respects to yoga make Clara special.
Exactly one year ago, I met Clara when she visited LA to lead a weekend-long workshop. It was a transformative 3-days for me. Surrounded by friends and fellow instructors from the studio we soaked up Clara’s knowledge and enthusiastically brought it back to share with the students in our classes. But it’s not just Clara’s knowledge that makes her so special. Often, workshops and trainings for yoga instructors turn into a ‘look at me’ display of complicated asana and inaccessible poses. Not with Clara. While we explored and learned all about how to teach fancy arm balances and challenging poses like scorpion and variations of forearm stand, never did Clara post up for us to gaze upon her practice. As needed, Clara showed us things. But this workshop, as with the one I took one year ago was about our learning, MY learning—how to master these poses for myself and how to incorporate them into my classes.
Clara is a breath of real fresh air in a community that is saturated with yogi’s that were dancers, gymnasts, and contortionists modeling poses that most could only dream about. Her social media outlets are humble and rarely updated. Clara doesn’t play the game so many of us [myself included] get sucked into of posting yoga pictures with the hopes of being Instagram famous. But she’s no shrinking violet either. Real, gritty, and fearless, Clara speaks to each and every participant on their level. Simply, Clara is Clara
For me, someone like Clara is what I need in my life and my practice. I wish more than anything she were based here in LA because right now, I don’t have a teacher and I haven’t had one in YEARS. I feel so lost right now, fumbling through my professional life as teacher and not having a stable yoga home to practice or a teacher to guide me. This instability within my heart at work and on my mat only compounds my listlessness. I am desperately seeking some sort of peace juxtaposed with growth and I don’t know where to find it—at least for a weekend I was able to soak in as much of Clara as I could to recharge for some time. Click here to check out something awesome I learned this weekend, or watch the video below.
Clara isn’t like a stereotypical yoga instructor inviting you to dump your life’s shit on her so she can help you rediscover yourself. She makes you do all the work. Basically, Clara’s approach:
Here’s the work you need to do, do it.
Specifically, while Clara was teaching us how to fall out of forearm stand I raised my hand and told her I can’t kick up on my bad leg since I’m missing my meniscus. Clara looked at me and in front of the group says “I don’t see why you can’t kick up with that leg. You’re just choosing not to.” Touché. So, while my right leg is not my strong side or pretty side, I practiced both sides where normally in my own practice, I don’t. I don’t practice much of my asana on my right side not because I am physically unable, but because it’s not seamless, pretty, or easy. Clara’s directness shoots straight to my heart. She knows that I don’t need soft coddling. I am an athlete. I don’t respond to hugs and gentle nudging. I need to be barked at, pushed, and sometimes shit talked. Don’t coach or stroke my ego—tell me I can do it, and I will; which is exactly what happened shortly thereafter.
Falling is scary. It’s horrible enough when you don’t expect it, but actually trying to fall?! Now, that’s a whole new experience. We learned how to fall out of forearm stand—split the legs, bend the leg that’s over your head, and TA-DA! You’re over! WHOA. NO WAY. I don’t have the shoulder mobility, I have an ugly wheel practice, my body just won’t bend that way.
As a yogi, I am incredibly fear based and petrified of falling. I started rambling audibly about my fears—rattling off every injury I have had from my zillion knee surgeries to the narrowing in my L4 & L5…
Clara overheard me and from across the room matter-of-factly states:
“We get so caught up in our story. Stop thinking. You’re thinking way too much. Combat your fears and just do it. Go. Now. We are all watching.”
I didn’t think. Clara told me to do it, she knew I could do it, and I did. Forearm stand, legs split, and down I went and pretty darn gracefully too. I could have cried right in that very movement for I cannot recall in a long while feeling as victorious as I did in that moment.
While I am certain Clara is unaware of her effect on me; her direct, shut up and do it, approach is precisely the kind of yoga love I need and desperately crave. While we don’t know each other well and I know virtually nothing about Clara personally, I feel very connected to her, safe, and empowered.
I learned so much about myself in the weekend I spent with Clara. But for me the most influential lessons I am taking away with me is to not get too caught up in “Our Story.” As people, we use our stories to define us, victimize ourselves, rationalize behavior, or as excuses. We give ourselves the permission to opt out by using our stories as a hindrance. Unfortunately, we use our stories to imprison ourselves and that needs to stop. As my mother put it when I shared this anecdote with her, “It’s human nature”. And I agree with my mother it’s human nature, but it doesn’t have to be. We have the ability to change our mindset and ultimately change our lives should we want.
It’s time we all start writing a different story, one where you’re the hero of the story and nothing stands in your way. Are you ready to join me? Because I know I want this story to have a very different ending and I have already started rewriting my tale. You hold the pen, together we can tell a different story—now, don’t just start writing, start DOING.
It doesn’t matter how you slice it, dice it, package it, or present it; rejection in any capacity hurts. Unfortunately, a by-product of going after things in life is being told no or that you’re not good enough and in the end one just has to be resilient in coping when things don’t work out as anticipated.
Specifically, I discussed a little while back that I was auditioning for a slot to be invited to coach at the new Orangetheory Fitness opening in West Hollywood. As you all know, OTF is my favorite way to sweat. So when I was invited to audition for the new studio I was giddy and ready to show my stuff. Leading up to the audition, I studied the script for days. I recorded myself reading it and walked around town running errands listening to myself. I played it while in my car driving. I forced my sister Kassi to Facetime with me and listen to me practice. I spent the 2 days before the audition presenting the script aloud to myself while alone in my apartment.
I psyched myself up telling myself I can do this over and over and over again.
I did everything within my power to ensure I set myself up for success so when I walked into that room, they’d have no choice but to offer me a space in the training program.
Turns out when Greg and I arrived for the audition there were over 40 people there. No one told us we’d actually be taking a portion of a class led by one of the trainers and we were freshly showered but oh well—ain’t no thang.
The workout ended and we broke ourselves into groups of 5. The group audition consisted of 3-minutes on the mic walking participants through the beginning of an OTF class. Out of the 5 people in our group, I can say with confidence that Greg and I put on the best show for the team evaluating us. We got through the entire script, infused our own unique energy, and were able to hit all the necessary numbers i.e. 22-26 strokes per minute on the rower to warm up. Personally, I think Greg and I crushed it. By no means did I assume the job was necessarily ours but I walked away from the experience knowing we did a killer job and was proud. Needless to say when the rejection emails came, we were shocked and disappointed.
Greg was informed that he placed in the top 10 of the 40+ people and I was told I placed 8th. We were given some great kudos regarding our audition but no real feedback as to why we didn’t make the final cut. The initial sting of rejection hurt. But as time ebbed on, I started to really think about who I am and what I offer as an instructor. I concluded that I am a badass. Going into this, I vowed I wouldn’t let my self-worth be associated with getting or not getting this job and I am thrilled to report I haven’t let myself get caught up in the negativity of not getting something I wanted. No one can define my self-worth but me, period. So I didn’t get the job and that is a major bummer, as I would have loved more than anything to represent Orangetheory Fitness. However I remembered that I teach yoga and cycling in LA to throngs of people who come to a workout that I design for them with a carefully orchestrated playlist. I stand in the humility of the work I do and the honor to teach for such incredible people. I am truly blessed and thankful for all of the beautiful souls who continue to show up and trust me with their workouts.
Furthermore, I know that I am capable of boundless things because I believe in myself. Even though I may not always come out on top, I won’t stop continually putting myself out there. I do not regret for a second gambling on myself, for if you never try and take a chance, you’ll never know.
Take a risk and take a chance on you.
You are worth it.
Every attempt to be great prepares you for greatness. Dream big and never quit on yourself even when it seems others may not see your power.