Hey my amazing peeps! My first COVID dose is done! My arm is aching and tingling down to the tips of my fingers. I don’t feel terrible but I’m definitely going to bed and I don’t know when my eyes will open! So. Sleepy. Yawn. So, that said, I will go live with Pilates on Wednesday morning. I’m going to take some ibuprofen, a hot shower, and a gummy. See you on the other side! 💜
Spend an hour and fifteen minutes offering your body some deep tissue release. Working out some of those knots and bound-up fascia, we’re going to show the love and maybe cry a little. Digging in the garden? Tackling weeds? Spring cleaning? Let’s work out the kinks. You’ll need a foam roller, a strap, a blanket, and a couple of tennis balls. It’s not quite as good as a massage, but almost! Join me live or fit your schedule! Purchase your link, enter your email, and let’s treat ourselves! https://checkout.square.site/buy/YTW6RZKPQKJ55H6OGT5OQRL2
Once upon a time, one of my regular clients brought a friend to my Evening Yoga class. They wanted to share the joy that is The F*cking Yoga Co with a person who practices yoga. Recognizing there were some new faces in class, I gave my schpeel. “Welcome to Evening Yoga. This is ooey-gooey, the last one to bed is a rotten egg yoga.” Before I could continue the new person interrupted, “We could do an hour of Yin yoga instead.” I stopped and pinned her with a look. “You’ve never been to my classes. Hold the comments until the end.” I worked the yoga groove and rocked her world.…
Buckle up, buttercups. I’m dipping my toes into the whoo-whoo waters. Repeat this sentence: It’s time to let go of who we used to be and embrace who we are. I’ve heard the following multiple times in the last few weeks from new clients and regular clients: I used to be in shape. I used to be able to do this. When I was young, I could do any pose I wanted. My body is too old and worn out.
Accessibility. This is where I lose my cool. Okay, not the only time, but when new clients tell me they have never been helped in a yoga class I definitely lose my shit. Not the occasional new client either. Every. Single. Time. Most of the people who have come to my beginning class have felt unwelcome in a yoga class because the instructor didn’t create an accessible flow even if the class description said, “Beginners welcome.”