This is my yoga now

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For weeks now, my left shoulder and left hip have been bothering me both on and off the mat.

The hip has been problematic for a few months – ever since I changed studios and amped up my class frequency, actually – but the shoulder really kicked in during teacher training, when all the sloppily-done Chaturangas finally did me in.

I haven’t really practiced in a few weeks. That’s the most I’ve ever gone without yoga since I began to take regular classes a couple of years ago. I’ve been working with a Corrective Exercise Therapist (and she’s fantastic if you want a referral), and while the shoulder is getting better in spurts, I’m not making much progress with the hip (which by the way, got worse after my half marathon).

I may not finish my teacher training after all. Continue reading


A lesson in what NOT to do


Here I am, venturing into the unknown

So do you remember how for the last few posts I have been all mysterious about the things that are going on in my life right now and how my goal is to not get overwhelmed and yadda yadda yadda?

Well, here’s the scoop. It’s not just the teacher training and the Brooklyn Half. On April 1st Continue reading

It’s 2 AM, I must be lonely

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It’s 2:50 AM to be exact and I’m not really sure why I’m awake.

It was a busy weekend filled with friends and family. My parents and three siblings came to town to celebrate my mom’s birthday, and while the siblings have slowly started to make their way back to their respective homes, I still have 5 days left with my youngest brother, my mom and my dad.

Saturday afternoon yoga has become a staple in our weekend routine, and both my son and I Continue reading

The one where I actually taught someone yoga

My brother, who led me to believe I was actually teaching him yoga

My brother, who once led me to believe I was actually teaching him yoga

A good friend of mine asked me whether I wanted to come over and practice my teaching skills on her today.

I haven’t started my training, but I’ve read a couple of the books and figured I had taken enough classes to at least show her a few of the basics – the Sun Salutations, at the bare minimum! Continue reading

Tight hamstrings and unexpressed emotions

10369867_882883995096507_3644969196834567357_nI ordered my yoga teacher training books from Amazon, and even though our sessions don’t start until late March, I started reading them this week. There will be a lot going on in my life between March 28th and May 30th, what with my teacher training program and the Half Marathon I impulsively signed up for, and for once I wanted to make sure I got a head start on what I needed to do.

Most of the books focus on philosophy and history of yoga, but a couple zero in on human anatomy and how certain poses affect certain muscles. Not having had any exposure whatsoever to biology or any other natural sciences, I am particularly intrigued by that portion of the curriculum.

We talk in yoga about how we (we human beings) carry tension or emotions in our muscles. Some of us carry fear and sorrow in our shoulders, while others store anger and frustration in their hips.

Negative emotions and experiences become trapped in our tissues, and yoga is a method for wringing those emotions out. As you change your body, you also change your outlook and perspective on life, letting go of past experiences that no longer serve you.

I read somewhere that for many people, tight hamstrings Continue reading

Yoga as a source of anxiety


My first attempt at painting, three weeks ago.

A friend of mine recently brought this blog post to my attention. The author asks a question I’ve explored a little bit myself – does yoga ‘cure’ anxiety, and conversely, can it produce it?

It might help for me to take a small step back and retell how my anxiety began to manifest itself, how I overcame my worst period of anxiety and panic to date, and why yoga helps me keep my anxious thinking from building up.

At the peak of my anxiety Continue reading

Well now I’ve gone and done it


This was my horoscope this morning.

I don’t really REALLY believe in horoscopes.

But, you know. I like reading mine every morning.

I went to an info session for yoga teacher training. Turns out they were having a promotion I didn’t know about for people who showed up to the session. $750 off and a structured payment plan. I took it as a sign from the Universe.

So I stepped up to the desk and signed up. I start the last weekend in March.

The double life of a yoga teacher


One of my favorite yoga teachers, Rebecca, likes to say that “in real life” she is a dental hygienist.

I’ve been talking to a lot of the teachers in the studios I frequent, trying to give myself the extra push to sign up for teacher training in the spring. Between that and social media, I’ve discovered three very distinct profiles of yoga teachers, and I’ve mentally been trying to bucket myself into these profiles (even though I already know exactly which profile I would choose, given the choice). Continue reading