Ps- I lOVE tree lines streets.
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Check in.
Absolutely, positively, did NOT want to ride my bike in the heat to take 4:30. But I did, and I lived to tell about it. Jeff Rangel was teaching so really, there was no way I was going to miss it. He's got the magic and isn't afraid to give it out. It was a great class! I am already looking forward to his workshop on Saturday.
Observance:
I have noticed a direct and positive correlation between the amount of time spent with my girl friends and my mood. The more time spent, the higher my mood elevates. It's like magic. Here are some pics from my morning with Michelle and sweet baby Quinn. Michelle needed some mama time at the salon and I was happy to help by holding Miss Q, and taking her on a walk.
Now off to the grocery store to tackle my first Peach Crisp! We are going to Sami and John's for dinner and I am determined to try a new dessert.
Now off to the grocery store to tackle my first Peach Crisp! We are going to Sami and John's for dinner and I am determined to try a new dessert.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Yoga LOVE
Such a fun and sweaty class. I truly love our studio. I'm sure everyone thinks that the studio/gym/pool, whatever, that they practice in is the best (as they should), but I was really feelin the love tonight! Jeremy taught and he is so incredibly compassionate and kind. When I take his class I work hard because I know that I am worth it. I know that I deserve the benefits. All of our teachers are unique and they all make me work hard in different ways, but that is his gift and I am grateful for it.
My good friend, Stace, is going to training in the fall and in the meantime she is one of my favorite people to practice next to. She practices with intensity, but she doesn't have any ego. I know I am not supposed to be paying attention to anyone else when I am in a yoga class, but to say that you don't notice the person next to you is bullshit. Especially in Bikram, when you're that close in proximity, standing, sweating right in front of the mirror you can not only see how your neighbor is practicing, but you can just feel it. Some people are a little dramatic, some people are a little scattered, some can get angry, aggressive, you name it, it happens on the mat. I know that I have been all those people at different times, so it makes me really appreciate practicing next to someone who is consistent, focused, and generally a happy person. I know it sounds silly, but as individuals we all send vibrations out that can be felt by others. I really believe that the more I can be around people who are sending out the good vibes, the more I soak up, and then the more I can send back out. Not a particularly difficult concept to grasp, but sometimes I have to remind myself of this. So here is my note to self: must practice next to Stace more often!
Sidenote, lately I have been thinking about all the positive women I have in my life, and I am grateful. My aunt Lulu (who married us) is flying in tomorrow and I couldn't be more excited. She is my mom's sister and they three of us share a bond to our very core. I like to think that we send out the good vibes especially when we are together. :)
My good friend, Stace, is going to training in the fall and in the meantime she is one of my favorite people to practice next to. She practices with intensity, but she doesn't have any ego. I know I am not supposed to be paying attention to anyone else when I am in a yoga class, but to say that you don't notice the person next to you is bullshit. Especially in Bikram, when you're that close in proximity, standing, sweating right in front of the mirror you can not only see how your neighbor is practicing, but you can just feel it. Some people are a little dramatic, some people are a little scattered, some can get angry, aggressive, you name it, it happens on the mat. I know that I have been all those people at different times, so it makes me really appreciate practicing next to someone who is consistent, focused, and generally a happy person. I know it sounds silly, but as individuals we all send vibrations out that can be felt by others. I really believe that the more I can be around people who are sending out the good vibes, the more I soak up, and then the more I can send back out. Not a particularly difficult concept to grasp, but sometimes I have to remind myself of this. So here is my note to self: must practice next to Stace more often!
Sidenote, lately I have been thinking about all the positive women I have in my life, and I am grateful. My aunt Lulu (who married us) is flying in tomorrow and I couldn't be more excited. She is my mom's sister and they three of us share a bond to our very core. I like to think that we send out the good vibes especially when we are together. :)
7.11.12
Can't believe it's almost our anniversary. Luke already made reservations for us @ The Grange for dinner, and I think we are gonna try to do coffee that morning at the same coffee place we went on our wedding morning. I have been going through our wedding photos and wishing I could relive every moment. I found these pics from our rehearsal and they made me smile, so I thought I'd post.
All the photos were taken by Lindsay Calmettes and Mandy Draper. (two of my favorite girls-- and the Bride's to Be!) You can see more of their work @ www.lumiphotography.com.
All the photos were taken by Lindsay Calmettes and Mandy Draper. (two of my favorite girls-- and the Bride's to Be!) You can see more of their work @ www.lumiphotography.com.
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| Lulu, The Reverand |
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| What a good example <3 |
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Coffee break
Decided to spend some time in the park at Sutter's Fort this morning. Nice place to enjoy a cappuccino. Bonus is it made me think of my Dad, and coming with him so many years ago.
Off to take the noon yoga class.
Off to take the noon yoga class.
Monday, July 9, 2012
Just like the tides
Up and down. Frustrating but consistent. Saturday morning I woke up not wanting to take class. I hadn't been getting any sleep all week and I was ready to throw in the towel, or just turn back over in bed when my friend Stace texted to say she was on her way to pick me up for class. Oddly enough, I was relieved and even excited that I had someone to keep me accountable (and pick me up!) I whipped up my pre workout drink that makes me feel like a million jittery bucks (foreshadowing) and packed a protein drink to have in between taking and teaching class. Turned out to be a great class. Not quite Wonder Woman, but I was definitely feeling determined and persistent.
After class I mentioned to Luke how I hadn't been sleeping well and he suggested maybe not taking the pre workout drink on Sunday. I considered it and thought I'd take a glance at the label..... Ughhhhhh.... Specifically in bold letters says DO NOT TAKE IF YOU HAVE EPILEPSY (among a long laundry list of other conditions). It's not like it's crack or anything it just has a fair amount of caffeine and other stimulants.... Basically my Kryptonite.
So Sunday was off to a rough start. Taking class without what I had thought was my miracle juice was miserable. I know I know, it wasn't just because I didn't take my stupid energy drink. But I totally wanted to blame it on that. I was cranky, sore, and overall I just felt deflated. I taught class right afterwards and usually teaching is my real medicine. It gives me at least 90 minutes where I can tune out my problems and focus on the people in front of me. By the time class is over, I am inspired, motivated, and energized by watching the students.
Sunday, not quite the case. I mean, yeah they are awesome and I had fun while teaching, but as soon as class ended the funk returned. I hated that I couldn't drive myself home, I hated that I was still tired, and I hated that there was advanced class after and I was too pooped to join. Poor Lucas came to pick me up and I couldn't have been crabbier. I felt like even the beautiful weather was out to get me because it taunted me with ideas of brunch. I ached to have a Sunday Funday filled with Bloody Mary's on a patio. Since that was not an option, I did the next best thing-- curled up in a ball on the couch and slept. ...for hours. (sorry, I know I am not sounding like a very good yogi, but it's the truth).
Luke finally rousted me and made me take a walk with him to get a "surprise". The surprise turned out to be a Popsicle from the Peace Market. And I must say, my man knows me well. A chilly sweet treat did it for me and my Sunday felt not so terrible after all. I lost the woe is me. I let go of my pity party, and I even found myself watching movies with the boys (Drew and Troy came over) and chuckling. Life it turns out is not so bad after all, I just need to get better at riding these waves.
Today has been a good day. Got a ride to work, and I felt that after teaching magic take hold of me. I walked the four miles home and actually enjoyed myself. I had my head phones, good tunes, comfy shoes, and I enjoyed all the cute houses to look at in East Sac.
I beat Luke home and had time to empty/load the dishwasher, tidy up, and make him lunch. (This is kind of a big deal because he tends to be the more domestic one- cooking and cleaning). But I whipped up some fresh apple, carrot, ginger juice and a pretty nummy spinach salad. His even had chicken on it which is huge for me.
Now he is back at work. I am about to return our movies and looking forward to taking yoga to tonight with my friend Stephanie.
Pictured: Kryptonite.
And happier times.
After class I mentioned to Luke how I hadn't been sleeping well and he suggested maybe not taking the pre workout drink on Sunday. I considered it and thought I'd take a glance at the label..... Ughhhhhh.... Specifically in bold letters says DO NOT TAKE IF YOU HAVE EPILEPSY (among a long laundry list of other conditions). It's not like it's crack or anything it just has a fair amount of caffeine and other stimulants.... Basically my Kryptonite.
So Sunday was off to a rough start. Taking class without what I had thought was my miracle juice was miserable. I know I know, it wasn't just because I didn't take my stupid energy drink. But I totally wanted to blame it on that. I was cranky, sore, and overall I just felt deflated. I taught class right afterwards and usually teaching is my real medicine. It gives me at least 90 minutes where I can tune out my problems and focus on the people in front of me. By the time class is over, I am inspired, motivated, and energized by watching the students.
Sunday, not quite the case. I mean, yeah they are awesome and I had fun while teaching, but as soon as class ended the funk returned. I hated that I couldn't drive myself home, I hated that I was still tired, and I hated that there was advanced class after and I was too pooped to join. Poor Lucas came to pick me up and I couldn't have been crabbier. I felt like even the beautiful weather was out to get me because it taunted me with ideas of brunch. I ached to have a Sunday Funday filled with Bloody Mary's on a patio. Since that was not an option, I did the next best thing-- curled up in a ball on the couch and slept. ...for hours. (sorry, I know I am not sounding like a very good yogi, but it's the truth).
Luke finally rousted me and made me take a walk with him to get a "surprise". The surprise turned out to be a Popsicle from the Peace Market. And I must say, my man knows me well. A chilly sweet treat did it for me and my Sunday felt not so terrible after all. I lost the woe is me. I let go of my pity party, and I even found myself watching movies with the boys (Drew and Troy came over) and chuckling. Life it turns out is not so bad after all, I just need to get better at riding these waves.
Today has been a good day. Got a ride to work, and I felt that after teaching magic take hold of me. I walked the four miles home and actually enjoyed myself. I had my head phones, good tunes, comfy shoes, and I enjoyed all the cute houses to look at in East Sac.
I beat Luke home and had time to empty/load the dishwasher, tidy up, and make him lunch. (This is kind of a big deal because he tends to be the more domestic one- cooking and cleaning). But I whipped up some fresh apple, carrot, ginger juice and a pretty nummy spinach salad. His even had chicken on it which is huge for me.
Now he is back at work. I am about to return our movies and looking forward to taking yoga to tonight with my friend Stephanie.
Pictured: Kryptonite.
And happier times.
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