More than a Year of Yoga

When I was a kid I had no clue what yoga was. It wasn't until 2016 that I was inspired to try it out. I went to a studio around the corner from the old house for a few months, then fell off because of the time commitment and the cost. But the experience was positive, and it stuck in my head as something I might come back around to in the future. 

June of 2024 I could feel my life coming unglued and I wanted something new to focus on. I tried doing yoga sessions on Lindsey's Tonal and it just didn't work well- either they were too advanced or I couldn't really focus with life and Finn all around me. I wanted some time to myself, and so I decided to take on going to a yopa studio. 

After researching local options I found a chain that had a studio in Cedar Park. They had a free trial for a month so I decided to give it a try and join a few sessions. I loved the vibe of the place and how friendly everyone was. After a session or two I signed up for weekly visits. 

Lindsey was very supportive of me being in yoga classes and covered Finn so I would have time to go. I got me a mat cheap at Marshalls ($12!) and some other equipment like straps for under $20. I didn't want to drop big money on it all just in case I didn't end up liking it or sticking with it. 

But I did stick with it. In 2024 it was a place where I could go to kinda hide and reset. That entire year was stressful, and so having "me time" was important. In 2025 it became critical and going to my favorite class weekly is what I fought for to shape the kid schedule around. As I was trying to re-invent myself I felt like my yoga identity was exactly what I wanted to put out as "me." I went to a couple of the social mixers and they were fun, plus as I got familiar with people there it began to feel more and more like home. 

In August I ended up having my lowest day in 2025, and maybe in my life. I had just signed the divorce decree the day before, and the finality of it all really hit me. I went to my favorite class and the positivity of the teacher combined with how comfortable I felt there was the only thing that kept be propped up that day. 

I still make it a priority to go to the classes, and I see it as an essential part of helping me "not get old." But it has also been the closest thing I have felt to a community the 13 years I have been in Leander and I will miss Flow Yoga when I have to move too far away to regularly visit. 

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