The Thursday gang (Alison, Chris Laxamana, Matt Fondiler, Gary Smith and Jenna Kim Jones) discusses Alison’s first attempt at yoga, Chris’s knowledge of fancy foodstuffs, nodding to “reset” a stare, crazy people in the neighborhood, shopping carts, moving and unpacking, tennis and so much more. We also did a round of Just Me Or Everyone (click here to see the JMOEs from this episode).
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I did Vinyasa (or “flow yoga” “gym yoga” whatever – see here http://yoga.about.com/od/types… for a couple years and it was wonderful. It's the kind that makes you sweat, believe me. I lost a ton of weight, got muscles, got really flexible and great at balance (but not Adam Carolla level balance!). I got out of practice because I got a crazy job and at the end of the day just wanted to sit on my couch and veg out instead of go to yoga class, plus there was a scheduling issue (I totally regret it). I absolutely need to get back into it.
To me, yoga was about “the practice of yoga” so, it wasn't a competition or about judging myself or others; it was about practicing being kind and compassionate to myself spiritually, emotionally and physically. It was also about challenging myself little by little by trying to take a pose a little further than I had the last time and using my breath to support every movement. For example, with the pose often called “pigeon”, I could barely hold the most basic style of that pose when I started. But within months I was holding pigeon at the “hardest level” without a ton of effort.
In my opinion, yoga should not hurt. It should be between comfortable and uncomfortable, but never HURT. If it hurts, back off from the pose a bit. Muscle burn is fine, just not PAIN.
I think anything that has to do with yoga, mindfulness and/or meditation can be really scary for Westerners, especially at first. Practicing / attempting to quiet the mind and body scares the crap out of us because if we don't go, go, go and do, do, do maybe we will let on to ourselves and others that we are frauds or something. Or in the quiet we will discover things we don't want to know or think about, so we push it away with busy-ness and cell phones and shit. I get it. At the same time, once I learned a lot about PRACTICING things like yoga (practice is the important concept here) and mindfulness and stopped saying “I'm bad at this, my mind keeps thinking when it's not supposed to, blah blah blah” and stopped believing other people gave two shits about what I looked like or did, it became easier. I started noticing things and not judging them and that resulted in a lot of freedom for me. I began to see things as a source of entertainment rather than irritation. It's not perfect, but it has done a lot for me. It's even fun 🙂
Also, one more thing: yoga made everything in my physical life better – and I mean everything. From pooping easier to drinking more water to better sleep, yoga made it better. It's amazing. And it decreased my anxiety like no pill or therapy (by itself) ever has (and that it saying something). There are even studies on how it helps people with depression.
I did Vinyasa (or “flow yoga” “gym yoga” whatever – see here http://yoga.about.com/od/typesofyoga/a/vinyasa.htm) for a couple years and it was wonderful. It’s the kind that makes you sweat, believe me. I lost a ton of weight, got muscles, got really flexible and great at balance (but not Adam Carolla level balance!). I got out of practice because I got a crazy job and at the end of the day just wanted to sit on my couch and veg out instead of go to yoga class, plus there was a scheduling issue (I totally regret it). I absolutely need to get back into it.
To me, yoga was about “the practice of yoga” so, it wasn’t a competition or about judging myself or others; it was about practicing being kind and compassionate to myself spiritually, emotionally and physically. It was also about challenging myself little by little by trying to take a pose a little further than I had the last time and using my breath to support every movement. For example, with the pose often called “pigeon”, I could barely hold the most basic style of that pose when I started. But within months I was holding pigeon at the “hardest level” without a ton of effort.
In my opinion, yoga should not hurt. It should be between comfortable and uncomfortable, but never HURT. If it hurts, back off from the pose a bit. Muscle burn is fine, just not PAIN.
I think anything that has to do with yoga, mindfulness and/or meditation can be really scary for Westerners, especially at first. Practicing / attempting to quiet the mind and body scares the crap out of us because if we don’t go, go, go and do, do, do maybe we will let on to ourselves and others that we are frauds or something. Or in the quiet we will discover things we don’t want to know or think about, so we push it away with busy-ness and cell phones and shit. I get it. At the same time, once I learned a lot about PRACTICING things like yoga (practice is the important concept here) and mindfulness and stopped saying “I’m bad at this, my mind keeps thinking when it’s not supposed to, blah blah blah” and stopped believing other people gave two shits about what I looked like or did, it became easier. I started noticing things and not judging them and that resulted in a lot of freedom for me. I began to see things as a source of entertainment rather than irritation. It’s not perfect, but it has done a lot for me. It’s even fun 🙂
Also, one more thing: yoga made everything in my physical life better – and I mean everything. From pooping easier to drinking more water to better sleep, yoga made it better. It’s amazing. And it decreased my anxiety like no pill or therapy (by itself) ever has (and that it saying something). There are even studies on how it helps people with depression.
In regards to the location of medicines. I think where they are kept will depend on the number of bathrooms in your home. Growing up my parents had a 1.5 bath home and we kept our medications in the shared bathroom. My wife's parents had a 3.5 bath home. They kept their medicines in the kitchen mostly because they didn't share a bathroom. So, I don't think either place is wrong, it's more about where is the communal location for said items.
In regards to the location of medicines. I think where they are kept will depend on the number of bathrooms in your home. Growing up my parents had a 1.5 bath home and we kept our medications in the shared bathroom. My wife’s parents had a 3.5 bath home. They kept their medicines in the kitchen mostly because they didn’t share a bathroom. So, I don’t think either place is wrong, it’s more about where is the communal location for said items.
lemme guess? she hated it and complained about how hard and awkward the positions are. shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhocking!
who would have guessed a woman that took private tumbling lessons as a child would grow up to hate exercise? alison is one of those types that’s allergic to breaking a sweat.
as an east coast-er, we call them sneakers. never heard the term, “tennis shoes.”
as an east coast-er, we call them sneakers. never heard the term, “tennis shoes.”
Thats not real yoga.
I can teach you if you want 😀
Thats not real yoga.
I can teach you if you want 😀
You know if you got married to joe rogan the only difference would be that the s in your last name got a bigger dick and started slouching til it was a g.
Cunts has a ring to it though
You know if you got married to joe rogan the only difference would be that the s in your last name got a bigger dick and started slouching til it was a g.
Cunts has a ring to it though
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I'm on the east coast but my mom was from the midwest and she called them tennies.
I’m on the east coast but my mom was from the midwest and she called them tennies.