Certain songs carry me back.
Without a second thought, a song can make me remember a time, a place, a person, a feeling.
Music does this. It brings memories to mind in an instant, measuring out segments of times long thought forgotten.
I think music is what got me hooked on yoga in the first place.
Not every yoga class has music, but I was fortunate enough to start at a studio that was somehow plugged into my playlist.
Read MoreIt was the end of October, the days were getting shorter, darkness falling earlier and earlier.
This is usually the start of a sort of hibernation for me, driving home from work in the crisp and cold with the 6 p.m. stars already shining.
Not really the time of year to embark on any sort of change.
During this time, I am not sure what made me finally take action on what had been sitting on the floor of my car, among so many other things: A flyer for the new yoga studio less than a mile from my home.
I looked at the schedule, chose a class, called a friend and showed up.
Read MoreAnne Samit is an author and a yogi, moving every day and writing it all down along the way.
