Have you ever had moments of great confusion followed by moments of clarity? They might have happened in a lecture or a workshop, when your preexisting beliefs were shattered and the reorganization of the pieces led to a more full picture of how things work. I talk about this vis-à-vis yoga teaching (with application for…
Realizing that I have a whole lot of content online, I set out to redesign my website so that my articles and videos—many housed on various magazines’ sites across the web—would be more accessible and, hopefully, of more use to readers. As a control freak, I wanted to be able to constantly tweak the site.…
A few yoga for athletes options for you cosmopolitan East Coasters. I’ll be in Washington, D.C. (well, technically, Chevy Chase) this weekend to lead my intensive on teaching yoga to athletes at the Yoga Fusion Studio. As part of the weekend, I’m offering a 90-minute class open to all athletes—no yoga experience required! It’s this…
I had my hair blown out today, for fun and because I had the time after my semiannual haircut. It’s been two years or so since I’ve seen it straight. The children were alarmed. “You look like a mom,” I thought Vivi said, but she explained, “No, you look like your mom.” (A not unhappy…
I’ve got a piece on yoga’s benefits for athletes running on the prAna blog today. Check it out! And please leave a comment if you have one.
I spent the first ten years of my life in Buffalo, New York. These years included the Blizzard of ’77, which buried our AMC Pacer so much that not even a hump of the car was visible in the snow. While these years calibrated my snow tolerance meter, I was not old enough to be…
Today, I enjoyed a nice lunch with Joe Nuss, managing editor of Endurance Magazine, where my yoga column has been running since 2004. (Wow.) Joe says he and Steve Lackey, the publisher, often speculate about what part of magazines people like the most. Joe favors long, personality-driven features; Steve prefers the shorter, pithier tips you…
Tuesdays and Thursdays, I arrive at Carrboro Yoga midday to sign in and enjoy Ruth’s noon Power Flow class. One of my first chores, and my most favorite, is cleaning the floor. I slowly push the wide dust mop back and forth over the century-old wood. When nails are lifted out, they snag a piece of…
I was honored to teach a lovely group of yogis and yoginis for an all-levels, all-ages holiday practice today. In honor of the season, we enjoyed tree pose in a number of orientations: on our backs, standing, on our sides, and on our bellies. With 26 bodies and students’ age ranging from the teens to…
One of my regular private yoga lessons is to a couple in their home. I see the wife more often; the husband travels a lot for his busy job, and when he’s in town, he joins. This morning during practice, he remarked on the sounds of the house: an imbalanced washing machine clacking through the…
My dog, Manta Ray, accompanies me on my twice-daily walk taking the girls to and from the elementary school down the street. Morning departure is hectic and broadly telegraphed, with increasingly insistent instructions about the packing of snacks and donning of coats and hats and backpacks and “Lord, child, why am I just getting this…
It’s Wednesday evening and getting dark, and I’m feeling nostalgic for the class I’ve just retired from: a Yoga for Athletes class at the UNC Wellness Center. I taught the class for the last six years (and also taught indoor cycling there for four). In conjunction with my standing Monday night class at Carrboro Yoga,…