personal yoga practice

the daily minimum, at home

Wednesday I shared a basic ten (ok, fifteen) minute class to practice at home. Today we have a slightly more vigorous ashtanga-based option. We call it “the daily minimum.”

If you are just beginning to practice at home, make sure to the same things you’d do in a class. Turn off your phone. Take a minute to ground into your body, using some pranayama or mantra. Commit to spending the next 10 minutes (or hour, or two) on your yoga. If you don’t think you have the discipline to do this, you can pay me a handsome fee to come teach you some. (Now that thought will get you right on the mat.)

This sequence takes about 25 minutes, unless you want to dally. If you have less time, simply do the sun salutations, shoulder- and/or headstand, and savanasana.

Savasana the movie (above) is short (1 minute) and pretty funny. Watch! (Thanks, YogaDawg!)

 

yoga at home for the holidays

Last week I was commiserating with a student who’d missed class about how difficult it is to establish a home practice. It took me about two years of consistent led classes to really get into practice on my own. Establishing a daily home practice took not only dedication, but concentration. It’s much easier to make yourself go to a class than to maintain focus amidst the endless distractions of your home. But once you’ve got it going, it’s really harder just to do yoga once in awhile when you can’t make class (like now) because it’s not habit and you have so many (lame) reasons not to do it.

It took a little trickery (and still does) to get me started. If I thought of the whole 1.5 hour series, I wouldn’t do it. I was too hungry or tired or pressed for time. So I told myself I’d do one pose (which was usually the lazyman’s legs up the wall. It’s the best pose ever. We need, most of us, to be lazier), then I could relax. After the one pose, I was relaxed, and liking it, so I did one more. This went on through the whole series, often ending in seated mediation two hours later. No way? Believe me, it will happen.

Whether you are looking to keep the hamstrings happy until you get back to class next week, or you’re trying to establish or motivate a personal practice, a few minutes of yoga a day are enough to shift things into habit. As Ethan likes to say about meditation, “You wouldn’t skip brushing your teeth for a few days, then brush for an hour on the weekend, would you?” And so it is with yoga.

Today I’m going to share a 10-minute home practice that my Iyengar teacher Genny Kapuler gave me as a daily minimum of sorts years ago. Tomorrow or Friday I’ll post another that is more Ashtanga influenced.

So go get your mat (though you don’t really need one) and do some yoga. Then teach your family a few poses.

Don’t even think of skipping savasana.

Very good. Now go teach your family, and everyone will be well behaved for the holiday dinner.

Happy Thanksgiving!

rooftop private::more pics for inspiration

Many thanks to Peter Ferko Photography

 

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photos ©Vlad Poe

what to wear for yoga

Preferably something opaque. Where to get it?

I just happened upon this “audio yoga mat.” I admit it could be useful if you travel a lot and can carry it around. But, I mean, really.

You do not need fancy anythings to do yoga. You need you. A mat helps, yes, and so do comfortable clothes. Tanks are better than T’s because T’s will fall over your head in inversions. Tucking in the T is not sexy, and will still bag around your head.

I admit to an aversion to spending $100 for pants I’ll sweat through. I also admit that since Old Navy changed their yoga pant style (oh, maybe four years ago now) and added the very unfortunate diamond crotch, I’m stuck with a very old and faded yoga pant wardrobe. I do not have the patience to try all the fancy pants for a replacement. I tried an athleta (since bought out by the Gap) pant and a gaiam pant (both about $70), and I hate them both. I want my old navy standard back. I’ve switched to their capris, but the diamond thing is still an issue. Who decided that was a good idea? It started in the pricey pant industry and trickled down. Unacceptable. I once saw a woman who actually had a diamond patch crotch in a different color than the rest of the pants. I thought that her pants had ripped, revealing bright unders. Good grief. We might as well be in 19th century tennis dresses.

Nice tank tops are on offer at gaiam and 6pm, for both guys and gals. I prefer cotton, as sporty, absorbent fabrics quickly smell bad. Gaiam duds are usually organic and possibly fair-trade. And their models aren’t underage and looking to seduce you, throwing you into despair about the underfed, sexual slavery, and child pornography (to say nothing of body image as it relates to mental and sexual happiness in women) while you’re simply trying to do some pant shopping. (american apparel.)

As for mats, I have three. One at work, one at the studio, one at home. Two I bought at TJ Maxx. The oldest is a thick lilac “Everlast for Women” (haha) mat about six years ago. The little round things are coming off, sticking to my clothes and shedding all over the floor. I’m attached to this mat, but it’s time to let it go. The other Maxx mat was about $13, has a pretty design on it, and comes in lots of pretty colors.You see it around. It’s thin, but I think that makes hop-through easier than the thick one. I will most likely get another to replace the shedders. The third was a fancy, eco-friendly, apple green jute mat I bought from Amazon, which shed its juteness all over me since day one. It is coarse, unpleasant, and expensive.

There’s no doubt there are some gorgeous yoga clothes out there. But I find the fancier I get the more likely a breast will pop out in updog, or my unders will peak out in child’s pose, or the laundromat will destroy them after two washes. I do wear different clothes to teach and to practice, as astanga sweat and the requisite after-launder is hard on the togs.

Einstein had five identical suits, so that he didn’t have to think about what he put on every day. At least, that’s what my father (who was often called his doppelganger) liked to say. And, of course, Thoreau said, “Distrust any enterprise that requires new clothes.”

Both actually had much to say about dressing. I’ll leave you with a few good lines:

If most of us are ashamed of shabby clothes and shoddy furniture, let us be more ashamed of shabby ideas and shoddy philosophies…. It would be a sad situation if the wrapper were better than the meat wrapped inside it.  ~Albert Einstein

It is an interesting question how far men would retain their relative rank if they were divested of their clothes.  ~Henry David Thoreau

You might guess, I quite love them both.

If you’ve any good thoughts on what to wear and where to get it, by all means, share.

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yoga and weight loss—your mindset

Over a year ago I mentioned a post in the works about yoga and weight loss. Or maybe I said yoga and calories. I don’t recall. But it was something sexy, because god knows that’s why we do yoga. Ohhh, it hurts to write that, even in jest. But the fact remains, weight loss is a goal for many, and it’s fair to ask if yoga can help you lose weight. Yes, it can. But not simply because of calories burned.

Speaking of the annamaya kosha, my students will be relieved to know that I finally got a mani/pedi yesterday, after weeks (months) of apologies and intention. The whole semester you had to stare at my unkept feet because I would not find the time for the mind-numbing primping. It bores me to tears and my time is precious. But finally, for you, I did it <grin>. That New York Times article on happiness and focus I mentioned a few weeks back said that people are least happy when doing routine things like personal grooming. It’s not just me.

As my nails dried, my eyes fixed on a magazine with the blurb, “I was a mail-order bride.” For me, a must read, even in marie claire. She met her husband the same year I wrote a story about a friend in Uzbekistan who helped his friend become such a bride. Wait, weight loss? What’s my point? I’ll get there.

This woman’s tragic story reflects the difficult realities of too many (most?) women in the world, and it was sandwiched between pages pictures of crazy-skinny girls in come-hither poses (women really want to see this? Why not read Playboy?) and meaty articles like “5 Signs He Wants to Make You His Girlfriend,” “Has Marriage Become a Waiting Game?,” and “5 Yoga Poses to Get Jennifer Aniston’s Body,” in which Aniston’s “L.A.-based instructor promises that getting fit through yoga is possible.” See? This is because women want for nothing but commitment and celebrity abs. Hmm. If you are such a woman, I ask you (because, eventually, yoga will make you ask yourself)—really? Is that really what you want and where you want to spend your time and energy? If it is, okay then. Let’s get to the point.

Yeah, yeah, I’m getting there. Don’t rush me. One reason I mention this magazine thing is because a huge shift in my body awareness happened just after college when I unintentionally stopped looking at women’s magazines. I had looked at them because I wanted brain candy between study sessions, I like pretty things, and I didn’t watch teevee. I stopped looking at them because I went abroad and didn’t have much access to them, and after I saw the state of the world through my own eyes, I simply couldn’t bear their vapidity. Even more, I noticed that I didn’t feel good at all after I looked at them. I also noticed that when I didn’t feel good, I’d often try to distract myself, sometimes with food. This was at the unfortunate time when nutritionists were telling us that fat-free, high-carb menus were best—and maybe for some bodies, they are. But my body likes lots of fat and protein. Carbs make me feel sluggish and fat, which in four years of doing-way-too-much-to-think-or-feel undergraduate life, I didn’t notice.

I didn’t discover this through the next nutritional fad, the high-protein-low-carb craze, but because I started to pay attention to how I felt. I stopped eating when I wasn’t hungry and stopped eating what didn’t make me feel great. It was about how I felt, not how I looked, or how I thought something would make me look. Suddenly, without trying, I lost the hated 15 I’d gained in college. It happened by being mindful and gentle toward myself rather than straining toward something or trying to control or deny. It was yogic, though I’d only done a little yoga at that point, and was on hiatus.

I’ve only made my first point, so I’ll save the next for another post. This point is not to nag or to tell you that magazines are bad. I stopped looking at them because I noticed they made me cranky instead of entertained. If they make you feel great, then fantastic. Just be aware of how your environment and what you take in makes you feel.

These magazines do make an effort by publishing human interest articles, and it’s entirely likely that Aniston’s instructor, Mandy Ingber, just wants to get yoga out there any way she can. I wholehearted agree with her words, “Practice a little bit each day. Do what you can, but if you can incorporate even 15 minutes of yoga into your day, you will notice your body, mind, and emotions begin to shift and change.” That is a nice segue—to next time.