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My excessive energy, extreme narcissism, and intense love of neon-colored spandex is both managed and fueled by my addiction to fitness. I push myself to extremes and I push other people's buttons. Obviously I needed my own blog.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Move Your Belly Skin & Touch Your Third Eye

Last night I made myself go to yoga. And I liked it. I went Mariko Hirakawa's 7:30 PM Alignment Flow Yoga class at 50th & Broadway. That Equinox location has really grown on me. It might have something to do with the full-sized lockers. Why are the other locations making those weird sized lockers that are neither small nor large? And (almost) no one can reach the freaking hangers in the ones on top!

We been talking about how I suck at yoga for years now. My legs are tighter than ever but I made an effort to actually do the poses. I liked this class because we raised up on our toes a lot in downward dog. I heard all sorts of cracking sounds and this morning I feel a little more limber.

For the record, I'm always limber when it counts.

There was lots of talk about touching the third eye to concentrate. I've got a prescription for that.
This mat is a bit much.
We were also encouraged to move our belly skin to move more deeply into twists. Let's call it what it is. It's belly fat. Someone (me) needs to eat more lettuce and less fried rice.

Before class I saw this guy doing one-legged pushups off a stability ball with his hands on two medicine balls. It's too bad he had bright red hair because otherwise I would've asked him to marry me.

I made a stop at Fairway on the way home and picked up some arugula and baby spinach. I put a package of chunk light tuna in water on top and added a little Goya salad seasoning. That's a whole dinner that's under 120 calories. I didn't get home until 10:30 and I had eaten lasagna at 5. I don't think it's a good idea to eat a real dinner late at night. I did chase this with some green grapes and a handful of Cheerios. (I needed to finish the box. They were going to go stale!)

In other news, Duane Reade filled my Ritalin prescription wrong and I feel like I didn't sleep at all, which is awesome. Damn extended release.

I've also figured out why I have bruises on the top of my feet every weekend. I drunkenly knock over my shaving cream in the shower onto my foot. Mystery solved!

1 comment:


    Alison: i sympathize with your foot bruising. i recently dropped a pantene bottle on my foot in the shower (5:30am almost feels like a drunken saturday night) and sustained a rather large gash on the top of my foot. delicious.
    17 hours ago · Like

    Me: The Pantene bottle is also very painful. As is the Dove body wash bottle
    17 hours ago · Like


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