As farts go, it was pretty impressive. There was a bass quality to the sound, a short, trumpeting blast rather than a wimpy, vibrato-y drawn-out whistle. In the quiet yoga studio, all of us studiously working our downward-facing dog, its existence was nearly impossible to ignore. Because I have an inner 15-year-old boy, my first reaction… Continue reading Thank You for Farting in Yoga
Recently, I posed a question on Facebook. I asked my friends: The reason I asked was that I’ve noticed my yoga practice gradually increasing, while my regularly scheduled workouts remain the same. It came to a head on the day when I realized I had a short road run in the morning, followed by yoga… Continue reading Yoga — Workout or Supplement (or Both)?
Don’t you hate those click-bating, sensational titles, like this one? They’re usually along the lines of “You’ll never believe…” and “You won’t guess….” They tell you to grab a handkerchief because you’ll be “blown away by” whatever it is. Ugh. I’m not misleading–I am writing about the most difficult workout I do–but this post probably… Continue reading The Hardest Workout I’ve Ever Done