Mornings used to be a quiet, ease-into-the-day, informal ritual. With my 2 babies, they are instead chaotic, trying-to-keep-up, and impersonal. I was losing the calm that I felt I needed to begin my day with. So, I decided to take back control of my mornings and regain the peace. This is how I did it…
The common belief is that one has to wait for the motivation to arrive and, once it does, everything will be ok and get ticked off the list. As soon as we feel motivated, the work will get done. I just have to get a little motivation and everything will be ok. What if I suggested that motivation does NOT lead to action…
A home yoga practice is never going to be the same as an energetic studio yoga session, but it is not meant to be. And, with a few adaptations, focuses and mental shifts, you can create something that is beautifully special for you in its own unique way. You won’t believe the difference that merely 10 minutes of yoga a day can do for your mind, body and soul…
For as long as I can remember, every time I felt down, sad, or stressed, my mom has always had the answer. “Just go for a run,” I hear her say. Argh…this makes me want to smack her pretty face. Who on earth wants to go running when they’re feeling miserable…
I put together this short, 8.5 minute yoga sequence that is perfect to do first thing in the morning. It is not too vigorous, so feel free to do it in your PJs. Roll out your mat, or simply plop onto the floor next to your bed. Whatever works for you…
It was just a one mile race, but I can’t help but dream of all the start lines we may line up at together. I ran my first race with my mom, many years ago. I never could have imagined that I would go on to run my first half, full and ultra marathon standing by her side. You never know when a simple moment could lead to a lifetime of memories…
I have absolutely no idea what we did in my first yoga class. There are really only 2 things I do remember. The first is that I could not understand why on earth the teacher kept referring to Down Dog as a resting pose. Nothing about standing on all fours with one’s butt in the air was restful to me…