Christmas in Austin

I've been listening to Christmas music during all available moments in the car and in the kitchen. Delilah keeps playing this song. It's a great way to teach you some things about the live music capital of the world, so I found it on youtube. Read my notes below to make sense off all the local references you hear.

Twelve Days of Yoga

With the last twelve days of yoga completed, for a total of 20 days in a row, I invite you to get into that downward Rudolph spirit and sing along with me!

YogaDay8: My Former Record

My last consecutive yoga run went for eight days. Since my goal this time is 20, I have twelve days left. Right near Christmas, there will be twelve more days of yoga. I feel a classic holiday tune, redone with a yoga twist, coming your way!

YogaDay7: Yoga Dictionary

Funny that I wrote about ego and its role in yoga in yesterday's post.

YogaDay6: Yoga Evolution

As with most things, yoga has evolved. I won't pretend to know the timeline of it's journey from ancient India to downtown Austin, Texas but I've recently learned a few things about its origins.

YogaDay5: Get Rhythm

I have that Johnny Cash song stuck in my head because of our visit to the Mean-Eyed Cat Bar last night. And it happens to apply to today's yoga. (Get rhythm-- not a mean-eyed cat)

YogaDay4: My Hips Don't Lie

Neither do my quads, shoulders or feet. In my table of yoga comparisons to other workouts, I mentioned that in yoga your body thanks you, while in other workouts your body screams. Today my body was screaming thank you.

YogaDay3: Kicked My Patooty

Don't know if it was the extra glass of wine at The Continental Club or the rain or the pistachios I ate before class. But twentysomething Carley and her plank-loving instruction kinda hurt today.

YogaDay2

Whoa. Totally different class. The owner of the studio, Dean, led us this time. There were about 13 people and a contagious positivity.

Yoga Day One

Every yoga day is different. Your body carries various levels of sleep, water, circulation, balance, oxygen, stamina, you name it.

A History of Yoga Rhea

My first yoga class was in college.

Adult ADD

While visiting Patrick's sister in Houston for Thanksgiving I read an article about adult ADD (attention deficit disorder) in Vogue magazine. I can't remember all the symptoms they listed because I was half reading and half texting and half thinking. But I have some of them.