I am a yoga teacher. I love it. But I want more: more freedom to diagnose, a greater range of clients, I even have vague plans to work with veteran amputees to develop movement and rehab protocols. So at the pretty ripe age of 36, I'm going back to school to get my DPT (Doctor of Physical Therapy) degree.
When I told a client of mine that I was going back to school for 5 years (and to be clear, two of the 5 years are because I did absolutely no college science the first time around) he remarked, "Yes, you're good at deferred gratification."
Turns out, after 15 years in the real world, going back to school begins not with school, but with a test. A Math placement test.
So right here's where I start paying. In problem sets.
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