Corinna Coulton

Like so many, I started yoga from a purely physical practice and wasn’t very consistent. Specifically, I practiced to be able to pop into a split so I could make some pretty cool saves as a goalie on my field hockey team. Once post-grad and officially on my own, the joy of self-discovery truly begins. Moving to a new city for work, and still figuring out my interests, a few friends and I decided to try out a yoga class. That studio was Mighty, and I instantly felt this connection and belonging I’ve never felt before.

As my primary form of movement is through weight-lifting, yoga started to shift into a practice of stress-relief into more of a mental practice before I realized my mat was the one place I could be present and click off my brain and let my body move how it wants. 

Yoga can be whatever you want it to be—it’s about creating a relationship with yourself as much as it is with others. My 200-hour training reignited my love of learning and this was something I was doing purely just for me—which felt empowering. Deepening my practice, learning more about myself, showing up when I wanted to rather than feeling like I needed to. I may not know my “purpose”, but the way yoga has sparked something and altered me in more ways than I can mention—it feels too good not to teach and share with others. 

Off the mat, I enjoy reading, shopping for books (yes, those are two very different hobbies), weight-lifting, driving down unknown roads with the windows rolled down, and DIY gel manicures.