I was cruising down State St in Ithaca after my lunch with Zee and there was a sandwich board on the street announcing a new yoga studio: Mighty Yoga. It obviously caught my eye and I picked up the flyer. It’s a Power Yoga place and their tag line? “Not your mother’s yoga.” They are … Continue reading Not Your Mother’s Yoga
Category: Inspiring people
Sneezers
I just got finished reading dooce’s blog account of her nightmare with trying to get her Maytag washer fixed. Dooce is what Seth Godin would call a “sneezer.” Sneezers spread idea viruses. Sneezers let people know when they like things, and when they don’t, and sneezers have A LOT OF INFLUENCE. When they recommend a … Continue reading Sneezers
Blogs
I love blogs. I read a lot of them too, and am inspired and blown away by them. On most of the blogs I read, I am what is known as a “lurker.” I just read and never comment. I don’t know why, I just don’t. But today I read a post and felt like … Continue reading Blogs
Good Business
Tonight after yoga class I sat with some yogarians, one of which I had not seen in 3 or 4 years. Turns out this woman is doing remarkable work in the world as a fund-raiser. She is operating as a full, authentic person of integrity as she asks people to donate large sums of money … Continue reading Good Business
Fall Down 7, Get Up 8
Last night I watched a little kid trying to skim board. He must have wiped out a million times, no lie. But every time he wiped out he just went out and wiped out again. Some of these wipeouts were pretty spectacular, too, I must say. A few times I thought he would come out … Continue reading Fall Down 7, Get Up 8
Watching Bodies at the Beach
Today it’s 100 degrees at the beach and there are thousands of bodies parading around in front of me wearing next to nothing. It’s a good day to watch bodies. I read a stat recently that said that 60% of Americans are overweight. From my beach chair vantage, I’d say that’s about right. The people … Continue reading Watching Bodies at the Beach
At The Gym, With Tim
I still feel a bit sore in my body today because last Friday I did a weight workout with Tim. I resist resistance training. I don’t like weights. They smell funny and they’re heavy and I hate the counting and the shaking and the grunting and the dropping. It feels like slavery. It feels like … Continue reading At The Gym, With Tim
The Biggest Loser
I rushed to yoga this morning with my right contact inside out because I overslept. I stayed up way past my bedtime to watch the season finale of The Biggest Loser. I am/was shamefully addicted to this show! I know, I know… I know all the arguments for why I shouldn’t like it. I know … Continue reading The Biggest Loser
Counting the Days
Today I am 20,517 days old. From now on I am giving up on years. I can't relate to years. I don't live my life in years so why should I count by years? I live my life in days. I got this idea to count my life in days from Peter Russell. I found … Continue reading Counting the Days
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