My very first yoga class was in 1995 with my mother in law and I will be forever grateful to her. At the time my husband and I were playing on a competitive co-ed soccer team (not that I was any good, but I was competitive) so my impression of yoga was limited to "oh, stretches goody". 

For me yoga is like potato chips and tattoos: You can't have just 1! So I took every class I could find, VHS tapes, dvds, online and downloads. I loved it and there began my journey.