Phone a friend

Back from another enjoyable lunch break. I took a walk, popped a squat under a tree, and called a friend. Again, it was lovely. Rejeuventating, in fact.

I felt so renewed after laughing and reminiscing with my friend that I decided that we should ALL call a friend for a shot of positive energy. Sure, taking a few vinyasas energize us and make us happy. But there’s nothing quite like the immediate jolt of excitement that accompanies calling a good friend for a few minutes. So if you’re looking to ressurect a bad mood or general feeling of blah, just phone a friend.

Regis would be proud.

It happened…almost

Yogis, I have some wonderful news. During a particularly rigorous vinyasa class yesterday, a class during which I had to take Child’s Pose several times and sweat completely through my clothes,  I experienced a yogasm. Remember those?

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While I never fully got there (TMI?), I know I felt the build up. Wowza. I credit this crazy wonderful sensation to the intensity of the class and the instructor’s constant talk of engaging our mula bandha in every single pose. Between the sweat, exertion of breath, and emphasis on the mula bandha, how could my body not react in such a viscerally delicious way?

Must. Achieve. Another. Yogasm.