It literally boggles my mind to remember where I was physically, mentally and emotionally only 8 short months ago when I began Bikram Yoga. Exhausted by a full time job and 4 kids, strung out on too many medications, riddled with migraines and insomnia, I knew I needed to change, but had no idea how. Afflicted with troublesome migraines for many years, my doctor had prescribed the pain-killer Vicodin and a sleeping pill for recurrent insomnia. When I complained of feeling tired and out of it, Prozac was added to the list. After taking all 3 medications for about a year, I felt like a walking zombie, going through the motions of my work and family life in a fog.
I happened upon the Bikram web-site online and was impressed by the numerous testimonials touting the benefits, both physical and mental. I felt ready to attempt almost anything to get out of my rut, and though I was nervous and averse to the sweat, I remember David walking me through that first day. Though I had never been a morning person, I knew the only way to make class consistent was to commit to the 5:30 am. After deciding to attend 5 days a week, drastic results seemed to come immediately.
Initially, my migraines abated, and my ability to fall and stay asleep improved. I also found the words I heard in class repeating as I tackled my day, something tangible to carry with me that spread light to everything I did. Instead of hurrying and stressing, I was able to slow down and simply notice what was around me. I also opted to stay at home with the kids and went cold turkey with my meds. Although I wouldn't necessarily advise such a drastic step to anyone else, I felt my body sweating out the toxins, and my transition from the medication was fairly symptom-free.
As my practice gained momentum, my body became more toned and my eating habits healthier. My family noticed a tremendous difference in who I was at home and supported my commitment to the yoga completely. My children said, "You're not grumpy anymore!" After several months with the yoga, my doctor called me, concerned--he noticed I hadn't been in the office, nor had I needed refills for all my prescriptions. Was I okay? I was able to tell him that I felt more alive than I had in years. I have cut down to 3 days of class a week: M/W/F from 9:30 am to 11:00 am is mine to take care of myself, which I now recognize as priority if I'm to really take care of anyone else. When class is over, I give myself a couple of minutes to let it soak in and remind myself that no one is going to die if I take two minutes to breathe and be.
As I have told Karen, yoga is my medication and the teachers are my therapist! My children got their mom back, and my husband now has his wife. I am grateful to this studio for changing my life in a way that is nothing short of miraculous. I also have hope, because I know in my heart no matter how bad things appear to be, we are able to change our lives and our world by believing that change is possible and committing to that end.
Elene Velasquez
