Tag Archives: yoga
Trying REALLY hard to relax. And failing.
Before I moved to Beachville I’d been yoga-ing every week for a good few years. I’m not sure if it was the actual yoga, my ridiculously patient teacher or some of the people in the class who became really good … Continue reading
Exercise-ness
In Bumpkinsville I had my lovely yoga class, my very happy fitball class, and a fantastic group that I ran with each week. In Beachville, things have been a bit more tricky. I joined a yoga class, but the focus … Continue reading
Braving Beachville yoga
I’m not very good at meeting new people. I’d rather Norman gouged my eyes out than have to walk into a room of people that I don’t know on my own. If I don’t stutter when I try talking, I say … Continue reading
No Heimlich maneuver needed
People who know me tend to agree that I am really, really good at one thing: Panicking. I’ve not managed to prove the point very often, but there is a small occasional exception: When something actually worth panicking about happens. … Continue reading
One of THOSE days
You know those days when you don’t know whether to laugh or cry? When sitting rocking in a corner with your fingers in your ears seems like a sensible option? Today was one of those days. (For the record, I … Continue reading
Blue skies and furniture
This weekend was mostly about blue skies and furniture. On Saturday I spent eight hours transforming this: Into this: It’s not perfect, but I rather like it :o) And today, with the really blue skies here for once (I took … Continue reading
Packing imaginary clothes
Something weird has happened. I know, it’s unusual for me… On holiday at the end of most days we had a half hour session of Yoga Nidra. This isn’t about moving and stretching it’s….well, some see it as an opportunity … Continue reading
A slightly more accurate portrayal of my holiday
So yesterday I told you about my holiday. Lots of people were kind enough to read my ramblings and quite a few were very lovely and chose to follow my blog as a result. I had some comments on Facebook too…and then … Continue reading
A bit of overthinking
You know how sometimes we all overthink things? I think I hit a new high (low?) this week at yoga. We had a different teacher to our usual one and this lady did a thingy at the end where she … Continue reading
All in a bit of a muddle
A few weeks ago in yoga I finally thought to ask, when rolling on your back with my knees tucked in, if everyone have issues with their ‘edges’. I get to a certain point and it gets a bit ouchy … Continue reading
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