How I Came To Teach 25 Yoga Privates a Week

I bounced around through a sweltering New York August, tiny resume in hand. “I’m Francesca! I am so cute and know 200-hours worth of stuff! Hire me!” was basically my pitch. It took about three full days (and 20 yoga studio visits) to learn the cold and hard truth. Nobody cared. Nobody cared, at all.

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