Post 78 I spent time on my yoga mat this morning. Stretching my muscles, my breathing, my mind. I lost all thought and flowed, I flowed with the movements, the breath, the up and down. Letting everything go, breathing in light and energy, breathing out negativity. The breeze flowed around me in my lounge …
Day 40 “It’s not exercise it’s stretching.” He says this and then huffs and puffs his way through a Sun salutation flow, that started our drizzly, cool day and when the yoga instructor on my IPod says don’t collapse on to your left/right side – he so collapses. My husband still doesn’t take yoga seriously …
Day 26 Apparently this week, is the week, I need to learn to live without essential services for a while. No power yesterday, no water today. We had our solar hot water replaced. It was only for a few hours, but I forgot to fill the kettle up, so no coffee after school drop off. …
(One of my favourite poses – this is not me) Sitting at the red light in traffic, with every other harried Mumma at 8.15am, I glance over at the Bootcamp/PT gym that I drive past every day. Push-ups by 4 fluro covered women is going on in one area, another 4 women in equally bright …
My girlfriends are the most beautiful, supportive and fit women in my life. I am not one for the gym, but my exercise of choice is yoga. I am in a love/hate relationship with Bikram yoga. Bikram yoga, the type of yoga where I sweat it out in a 38-degree room for 90 minutes in …