Beginning Yoga: WTF?
Beginning yoga is one of the most important classes when you start a yoga practice and in my experience, it is rarely offered. I see a lot of “all levels of participants are welcome.” Sadly, these kinds of classes don’t address the beginner’s needs. My mat has a front and a back? You want my foot to go where?! Bitch, I can’t even touch my knees let alone my toes! Yoga is multilayered and fucking complicated at the best of times. If you are just getting into yoga or returning to yoga after a break, getting back to basics is critical to building good alignment so that when you get…
Say Do You Remember, Ba Dee Ya Dancing in September?
You’re welcome. I really couldn’t help myself! My darling people, how is the approach to autumn treating you? If you haven’t seen my tiny breakdown, you really should check it out. The last couple of weeks have been a doozy for me, but I’m leveling out and getting my bearings back. Even though Colorado is relatively fire-free, the smoke from the states to our west has proven how dependent we actually are on our climate! This week in the red meant all of us were affected, not only those of us with ‘sensitivities’. Can you believe we’ve been at this online yoga thing for over a year?! We’re approaching our…
It’s A Boat Thing
Good morning, wonderful people! Twelve hours of sleep and a LOT of water later and I feel almost back to near-normal. I’m sorry to have dumped ER on you without a detailed explanation, but the last few days have been a doozy! Starting you off with a little joy. The Beard and I spent Saturday moving our inherited boat to the edge of our farm near the driveway. It will make the perfect geographical reference. The Beard blasted Jimmy Buffet while stringing twinkle lights (I helped) and towing it down the drive. For those of you new to The F*cking Yoga Co, the reason I’m teaching exclusively online is that…
what a way to start the day
Originally posted 08-04-2021 Good morning, wonderful people and welcome to August! Remember when the old folks would say, “Gosh, time just flies by!” Well, color me old. It might be the absence of offspring to round up. Maybe it’s the strange limbo of the pandemic. It’s fucking August. Here on the farm, we’ve had a couple of cool days with a little drizzle. It makes for lovely, wine-sipping evenings on the front porch. A friend of mine said she was glad July was over because August is so much cooler. I seem to remember being pretty miserable in 104F weather six months pregnant, but maybe I’m imagining that. Is…
What do you do all day on the farm? Well . . .
Last Sunday, we seeded the entire west side of the house. Started at 9 a.m. and didn’t call it quits until 7 p.m. Spent a little time Monday morning finishing off the last little bits and figuring out a watering system. No sprinkler system on the farm. Thanks to Danielle R for a smoking deal on the straw bales, and guess who may be getting some goats next year?! No, no goat parkour, but if y’all want to come pet or milk, all are welcome! I think the learning curve on that new adventure will be steep. Also, I love goat cheese. Yes, The Beard and I have dressed alike. Keeping…
