<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:56:40.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Point of the Turning World</title><subtitle type='html'>My journey with ashtanga yoga.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3171658258006154360</id><published>2010-01-06T13:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T13:50:42.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2010!</title><content type='html'>After a long vacation (1.5 weeks!), I am back at work at lab, back in the studio for both practice and teaching, and back at the computer to blog. I can't believe how fast it went, it seems like maybe it was a dream that I snapped awake from so quickly that it doesn't seem real, like it is fading in the distance. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, enough romanticizing about the holidays...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday was my first day back at both jobs. Finally had students in my Monday night class, after changing it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hatha&lt;/span&gt; Level 1, from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vinyasa&lt;/span&gt; Fusion. Monday nights at 7:30 pm is a little late I guess to market a hot, sweaty, full-o-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt;, kind of practice. Although I think the real kicker was that a very established teacher was doing a dynamic flow in the class before mine, and there had never been a class after. So we move on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hatha&lt;/span&gt; 1 for now, which was really fun to teach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My practice has felt like a calico cat lately, with patchwork contributions from everywhere. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;FitTV&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Anusara&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sivananda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Iyengar&lt;/span&gt;, etc. It has been really fun just finding my way. However, I do crave structure and progress, and answering to a regular teacher has always forced me to stick with it. Which is why I fell in love with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; in the first place. I've heard people say that if you are a Pitta, Type A personality, that you will naturally align with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt;, but what you really need is a practice to balance out the Pitta, like a restorative type. I can't tell if me being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with being away from a daily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt;, or even led, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; practice is a function of me seeking what I am needing, or if it is a function of my personality changing. And I'm falling into a style of practice that matches my constitution, rather than complementing it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3171658258006154360?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3171658258006154360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3171658258006154360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3171658258006154360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3171658258006154360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010.html' title='Happy 2010!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-1257063837062880861</id><published>2009-12-04T15:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:55:01.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga/Resistance Training</title><content type='html'>A show on Fit TV last night had a workout that combined &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt; with resistance training. It was very interesting. Basically, you get into a pose, like triangle, with one small weight in each hand. Then you make some movement, like opening and closing your arms while in Triangle. It was really unique, and felt great. That's one of my favorite things about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt;. You can get one kind of enjoyment and benefit from holding a pose for a really long time, and another set of benefits and enjoyment from constant motion. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The workouts I've been doing from Fit TV are not all yoga based. And I've definitely noticed strength. However, it's interesting how combining any other workout with yoga can change your practice. My core strength has improved, and my arms, upper back, and shoulders are stronger. But, I've lost flexibility in my shoulders as interlacing my fingers behind my back and straightening my arms is REALLY hard for me now. I go back and forth on being an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt; purist. Some times I feel like doing any other workouts is contradictory or disadvantageous to both the mental and physical benefits of the practice. Other times, I feel a synergistic effect. Probably has more to do with my state of mind than the reality of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-1257063837062880861?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/1257063837062880861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=1257063837062880861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1257063837062880861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1257063837062880861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2009/12/yogaresistance-training.html' title='Yoga/Resistance Training'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-1780860957920533890</id><published>2009-11-25T11:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T11:31:40.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fit TV</title><content type='html'>Last night I found out that channel 68 on our cable line-up is called "Fit TV". My first thought was, "well, that is an interesting oxymoron!".  When I saw that it is a bunch of work-out shows where you can follow along with the TV, and exercise in the comfort of your living room or bedroom, I was weirdly excited. These shows are so oddly artificial, yet somewhat addicting. I ended up working out with my TV for a lot longer than I meant to, just to see what would happen next. I think I'll add this to my exercise routine for a while, because it is nice to have someone else tell you what to do and when. And the movements are so different from what I'm doing in my yoga practice. Plus, I feel like my TV owes me for the hours it has sucked out of my life. It's about time TV started pitching in and doing something useful!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't even being to say how much I am enjoying Triangle Yoga. So glad to have found a studio, and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kula&lt;/span&gt;, here in Chapel Hill. Everyone is really nice, and the atmosphere is a lot less competitive than what I experienced in Austin. The teachers are extremely qualified, and the classes I've taken so far have been wonderful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping to keep a daily practice through Thanksgiving, so I'll post again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-1780860957920533890?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/1780860957920533890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=1780860957920533890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1780860957920533890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1780860957920533890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2009/11/fit-tv.html' title='Fit TV'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-6681063075439570171</id><published>2009-11-23T10:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T10:34:41.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Core Power Yoga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Took a great class over the weekend at Triangle Yoga called "Core Power Yoga". I'm attending as many classes there as I can squeeze into my schedule so that I can meet the other instructors and see what the classes are like. This one was really great because it was so different from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; that it made me work new muscles, and old muscles in new ways. I've always found it amazing that no matter how long you have been practicing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt;, and no matter how much endurance you have for the series, another yoga class can come along and kick your butt. For example I'm always humbled in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Anusara&lt;/span&gt; classes, where we hold warrior for what seems like forever, and my thigh is SCREAMING at me, and every ounce of me wants to flow and to move on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had visitors over the weekend, and didn't get to practice other than the above mentioned class. I feel crappy today as a result. I can't believe how fast I've wanted/needed my daily practice. I feel cloudy, sluggish, and generally pissed off today...going to class tonight at 5:45, thank goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-6681063075439570171?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/6681063075439570171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=6681063075439570171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6681063075439570171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6681063075439570171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2009/11/core-power-yoga.html' title='Core Power Yoga'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2850228232170516603</id><published>2009-11-17T11:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:23:23.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurts so good!</title><content type='html'>Last night I completed a half primary (through navasana), including all surya namaskar, all standing, all finishing, and all vinyasas, in about 45 minutes. I have no idea what happened between Sunday and yesterday, but the practice felt really good for the first time since I came back to it. However, it took a few hours for me to recover from practice, and today I am a walking zombie! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'll go over to triangle yoga today or tomorrow for my first group class in a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2850228232170516603?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2850228232170516603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2850228232170516603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2850228232170516603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2850228232170516603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2009/11/hurts-so-good.html' title='Hurts so good!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-6064030179031548979</id><published>2009-11-13T16:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T16:24:29.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4, back in the swing of things</title><content type='html'>Today will be the fourth consecutive day of getting back to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; practice. I was amazed at how much strength and stamina I had lost over the past several months of not practicing; however, I am equally amazed how fast it is coming back to me. On day one, I was winded during Surya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Namaskara&lt;/span&gt; B, had trouble even lifting up, much less jumping back during the primary series, and could not lift my toes off the ground to come into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sirsasana&lt;/span&gt; with straight legs. Yesterday (on day 3) I made it through standing before breaking a good sweat, could lift my legs halfway up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sirsasana&lt;/span&gt;, and can do a two-part jump back during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vinyasas&lt;/span&gt; where my feet momentarily support my weight on the way back. This progress is propelling me forward, and I find myself daydreaming about the practice during the day. I missed the physical practice, but even more I missed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt; and the mental aspects that inevitably come along with it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do notice that I am tired during the day, just like I was when I first began practicing Ashtanga yoga. I sleep really deeply at night, and feel in general a bit run down. I remember this takes a little while to pass, but that it eventually does. Can't wait to leave work, and get onto the mat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-6064030179031548979?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/6064030179031548979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=6064030179031548979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6064030179031548979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6064030179031548979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-4-back-in-swing-of-things.html' title='Day 4, back in the swing of things'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-7518809751092378888</id><published>2009-11-10T14:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:12:22.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Teacher, then BE the Teacher</title><content type='html'>I have always subscribed to the 'inner guru' idea that your greatest teacher is within. Sometimes, however, my inner lazy person is at odds with my inner guru! But I'm moving my practice forward without a teacher at the moment, and while it is slow going, at least it is going! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, because of the need for Ashtanga teachers in this area, I decided to look for a nearby studio to teach at. I'll be teaching "Ashtanga Fusion" at Triangle Yoga here in Chapel Hill. I'm really excited to get to know the community around here, and to get back to teaching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just got Kino MacGregor's Intermediate series in the mail this weekend. Going to start moving through series at home. This should be interesting ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and as an update to the hip stuff I posted about a while ago, the right hip is feeling much better, after taking it easy, and doing gentle stretches on that side for months...but now the left hip is feeling EXACTLY how the right one was a while ago! So, I'm just going to try to work it out through the practice. Crazy hips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-7518809751092378888?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/7518809751092378888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=7518809751092378888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7518809751092378888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7518809751092378888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-teacher-then-be-teacher.html' title='No Teacher, then BE the Teacher'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-1016284591683486815</id><published>2009-11-03T10:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:36:43.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, seriously back this time!</title><content type='html'>Completed the PhD, moved back to Chapel Hill, NC for a post doctoral position. Have no teacher here, so I am practicing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kino&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MacGregor's&lt;/span&gt; DVDs, which are pretty great.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took WAY too much time off from this practice, my body is tight. I feel like I am worse off than when I started the practice years ago. Could be due to the amount of walking and biking I'm doing, now that I'm living so close to work. I'm hoping that like relearning from a book, this will come back twice as fast as it did the first time. There are parts that never left, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sirsasana&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ujjayi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;trikonasana&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sarvangasana&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ordered the intermediate series DVD today, so that when my practice is back, I can work on second from home as well. That will be interesting without a teacher!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so blessed in Austin to have so many wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; teachers available. It's a case of you don't know what you have until it is gone. I did a search today, and there are VERY few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; classes in Chapel Hill, may have to venture to Durham or Raleigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-1016284591683486815?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/1016284591683486815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=1016284591683486815&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1016284591683486815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1016284591683486815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok-seriously-back-this-time.html' title='Ok, seriously back this time!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-6165692464412891884</id><published>2009-06-12T07:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T07:59:57.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Step Forward, Two Steps Back</title><content type='html'>My husband and I spent a week in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bahamas&lt;/span&gt; with family to celebrate after my last post. We stayed in Grand Bahama at West End, and then Port &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lucaya&lt;/span&gt;. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;awestruck&lt;/span&gt; by the people there. So friendly and happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned to Austin on June 8th, and started slowly integrating my practice back into my life with sun salutations, random poses, basically whatever I felt like doing at each moment. I discovered something unsettling. Supta Badha Konasana (Reclined Bound Angle) is impossible now. At first I thought it was tightness in the hips, but the left hip has been opening, and the right one is pain, not tightness. I cannot externally rotate it very far without some serious pain deep in the hip. Am worried it could be a labral tear...but don't want to go to the doctor or PT just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, this pain only comes in external rotation in Supta Badha Konasana, Badha Konasana, and all other poses so far, it is okay. So, I will continue with gentle yoga for the immediate future until I gain strength and stamina. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-6165692464412891884?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/6165692464412891884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=6165692464412891884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6165692464412891884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6165692464412891884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-step-forward-two-steps-back.html' title='One Step Forward, Two Steps Back'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-6976052133371779692</id><published>2009-05-28T12:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T12:40:05.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back....</title><content type='html'>from the longest blogging hiatus ever! (well that's probably not totally true, but it was a long time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to streamline life for a while as I completed my PhD. Now that it is finished, I feel ready to get back to this blog with the attention it deserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga also took a backseat to finishing my degree, I hope to pick up my daily (or at least several times weekly) practice, and you will all be the first to hear about each step along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step, which maybe wasn't the best way to EASE back in, was to take a hot yoga class at Yoga Vida 707.  This was last week, and I was sore for at least 4 days...crazy...strength and stamina, GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to getting back into the swing of things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-6976052133371779692?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/6976052133371779692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=6976052133371779692&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6976052133371779692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6976052133371779692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back....'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3289641377200688387</id><published>2008-11-04T08:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:59:08.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out there and VOTE!</title><content type='html'>If you are in the US reading this post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET OUT AND VOTE TODAY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3289641377200688387?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3289641377200688387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3289641377200688387&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3289641377200688387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3289641377200688387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/11/get-out-there-and-vote.html' title='Get out there and VOTE!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-5178873843721131203</id><published>2008-10-09T16:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:17:27.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, the details...Don't  sweat the small stuff?!</title><content type='html'>Every so often I get absolutely obsessed with jumping through and back. I can jump through with shins crossed and I can jump back with a tiny pause where my toes touch the mat. So, you can guess that I have been reading the blog "Ashtanga Jump Back" often :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday he posted a video by Sadie Nardini that demonstrates "Shakti" kicks that can help build strength for jumping back and through, and floating in general. So I watched it, and then I watched many many others of her videos on You Tube. Fun stuff. I did the kicks yesterday, and I am super sore in my serratus anterior muscles, and other back and shoulder muscles. It's so funny, I know that floating is not important, I have developed perfectly acceptable modifications so that I don't lose my flow in the practice....but when I see someone doing it, I want it so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will see how long this phase lasts this time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-5178873843721131203?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/5178873843721131203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=5178873843721131203&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5178873843721131203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5178873843721131203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/10/ah-detailsdont-sweat-small-stuff.html' title='Ah, the details...Don&apos;t  sweat the small stuff?!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-6932102957243000782</id><published>2008-09-19T13:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:45:26.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting</title><content type='html'>I just heard "Beautiful Day" by U2, and was taken back, very vividly, to Johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kest's&lt;/span&gt; Detox Flow. He was BLASTING this song while everyone in the room was flowing to their own breath. Weird. I guess that was an important moment for me, to associate it so strongly, so quickly to that song. If anyone else reading this was there, go listen to that song, maybe turn it up a little louder than usual. I'm curious if you will have the same experience ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-6932102957243000782?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/6932102957243000782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=6932102957243000782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6932102957243000782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6932102957243000782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/09/interesting.html' title='Interesting'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-925117430051196374</id><published>2008-09-18T09:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:11:19.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>108th post</title><content type='html'>I went to another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anusara&lt;/span&gt; intensive last night with Christina Sell, super fun stuff. We worked on the inner spiral of the legs, with a focus on keeping the shins/calves stable to isolate and open the hips. We did poses/variations that I have never seen in person! Loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina made a quick comment about how to beginners in an alignment based form of yoga (like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anusara&lt;/span&gt;), the details can seem overwhelming. It was like she was talking specifically to me :) I have not felt so judgemental of myself in a yoga class in a while. I have not yet figured out how to isolate many subtle muscles/movements. It is like starting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt; all over again, when I had no awareness/connection to many large muscle groups, except now it is much more subtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a good opportunity for me to observe my thoughts, and keep a sense of humor about them. I've heard people say that "who you are on the mat is who you are off the mat". Sounds silly, but I really started to notice how true that is, I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;competitive&lt;/span&gt;, judgemental, full of ego, but also, observant, devoted, analytical, and searching for transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taught a led primary immediately after again. Decided to "take it up a notch". Realized I was becoming to comfy in the role of a teacher who coddles her students. So there was a lot less demo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;, and a lot less language like "if you feel comfortable..." We'll see how it goes, but I realized I need to hand some of the responsibility to the student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going well in lab. Had a meeting with my boss this past weekend, about my graduation timeline. We came up with a very reasonable plan to finish up my graduate career, and if all goes well, I'll graduate in (or before) May. It was a great meeting, where I found out that he agrees with me that I've done enough to start writing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dissertation&lt;/span&gt; up very soon. It was quite a relief considering he is very hard to read, and could have just as easily told me the opposite. I was ready to defend myself, and present my reasons why I thought I was ready, all this pent up aggression, and I didn't need it at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the process of writing up my second first-author project for publication. I'm flying solo. I'm getting the article to the point where I would be happy submitting it to a journal, and then handing it over to my boss for review. It is actually a fun process, I am such a dork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been really challenging finding a balance amongst all this. The closer I get to graduation, the more in love with Neuroscience I get, the more time I want to spend at lab, and reading the literature. However, I'm more "in love" than ever with yoga. Teaching and practicing. I'm at a place where I feel like I am doing both things half-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;assed&lt;/span&gt;. There just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aren&lt;/span&gt;'t enough hours in the day. But the bottom line is I need both in my life, and am not willing to give either up, so I need to figure out a way to be okay with the way things are :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-925117430051196374?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/925117430051196374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=925117430051196374&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/925117430051196374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/925117430051196374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/09/108th-post.html' title='108th post'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-5429009373284036630</id><published>2008-09-11T22:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:05:36.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anusara Intensive</title><content type='html'>I managed to make it to the second installment of the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anusara&lt;/span&gt; Intensive" at Seventh Street Yoga last night with Christina Sell. It was so fun. I think the concepts were basic to those familiar with this form of yoga, but for me, a newbie, it was absolutely perfect. I am so sore in muscles in my back that I didn't even know I had :)  I'm so looking forward to next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to teach a led &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; class immediately after, and my muscles were fatigued. I had 5 people in the class who had not taken an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; class before, so I needed to demo a lot. It was funny because I was shaking and quivering, I bet they thought I was a weenie! :) It was a fun class nonetheless, with a lot of excitement and energy in the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is Hurricane Ike. I'm dreaming up sequences to practice from home since I don't think any studios will be having class. Any suggestions for poses appropriate for hurricanes? :) Nakrasana? Matsayasana? Apanasana? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-5429009373284036630?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/5429009373284036630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=5429009373284036630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5429009373284036630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5429009373284036630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/09/anusara-intensive.html' title='Anusara Intensive'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-4830481755601754385</id><published>2008-09-08T20:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:12:44.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the fast lane...</title><content type='html'>I had the pleasure of taking a workshop with Johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kest&lt;/span&gt; this weekend. It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vinyasa&lt;/span&gt; flow class called "Sweat and Tears: Detox Flow". It was, for lack of a better phrase, BAD ASS. We spent the first hour of the class doing the following flow (after a 20 minute meditation on loving kindness, which was beautiful):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inhale - sweep arms up&lt;br /&gt;Exhale - lateral bend&lt;br /&gt;Inhale - reach up&lt;br /&gt;Exhale - lateral bend other side&lt;br /&gt;Inhale - reach up&lt;br /&gt;Exhale - fold forward, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vinyasa&lt;/span&gt; to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Navasana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhale, lower half way&lt;br /&gt;Inhale, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Navasana&lt;/span&gt;, repeat three times&lt;br /&gt;Inhale cross shins, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;vinyasa&lt;/span&gt; to,&lt;br /&gt;tripod headstand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;balasana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ustrasana&lt;/span&gt; spirals, right side, then left side, repeat three times&lt;br /&gt;Exhale to -downward dog&lt;br /&gt;Inhale right foot forward for warrior one on right side&lt;br /&gt;Exhale - Warrior 2 on right side&lt;br /&gt;Inhale - Reverse Warrior&lt;br /&gt;Exhale - Triangle&lt;br /&gt;Inhale - Revolved Triangle&lt;br /&gt;Half Moon&lt;br /&gt;Revolved Half Moon&lt;br /&gt;Warrior 3, transition without touching foot down to&lt;br /&gt;Tree Pose, then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Garudasana&lt;/span&gt;, then&lt;br /&gt;Warrior 3,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;vinyasa&lt;/span&gt;, repeat Warrior 1 through second warrior 3 on left side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;vinyasa&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tadasana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT, REPEAT, REPEAT, etc. one inhale or exhale per pose.....I was sweating in sheets. Literally, the most I have ever sweat in my life. Hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten minutes or so of loving kindness meditation, during which I fulfilled the other promise of the title of the class and wept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after this hour he said, "Okay now we can begin class, you may want to rehydrate...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left the "warm up" for the detox flow... lots of twisting and lunging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class whipped me. Broke me down, brought me to places that I was able to learn things about myself that are usually deeply buried. It was an experience not to be missed. Being broken down, until all the walls fall, and you are naked and ready. To go through the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the only problem is, I'm now having trouble finding anything that compares :) All other classes, even the ones that seemed challenging, seem like they are happening in slow motion. My thirst for deepening my practice is unquenchable. And that's fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-4830481755601754385?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/4830481755601754385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=4830481755601754385&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4830481755601754385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4830481755601754385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-in-fast-lane.html' title='Life in the fast lane...'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3003668663981036202</id><published>2008-08-24T22:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:14:10.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, I know this sounds silly...</title><content type='html'>but I got a buzz from the produce department. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here's the story. My husband and I decided to stop on the way home and pick up ingredients to make a fresh/healthier pizza. We walked into Central Market and got pizza dough, skim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mozzarella&lt;/span&gt;, wine, and then made our way over to the produce department. I was super exhausted, as usual, from another rough week at the lab. When we walked into the produce department, I immediately started to feel better. And not just better, but great, high even! And I wanted to touch, smell, be with all the produce. Sounds really weird, I know, but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prana&lt;/span&gt; coming off all those fruits and veggies gave me a huge pick me up. I felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; good! Either that, or they pump drugs through the vents ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we got to spend some quality time with a couple of close friends, Jesse and Meg. It was so good to see them. We had a long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;leisurely&lt;/span&gt; lunch, and caught up. We hadn't seen them in forever! I hope it isn't as long before the next time  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3003668663981036202?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3003668663981036202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3003668663981036202&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3003668663981036202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3003668663981036202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-i-know-this-sounds-silly.html' title='Okay, I know this sounds silly...'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-163185788057061577</id><published>2008-08-19T13:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:39:18.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation</title><content type='html'>I was chatting with a friend this weekend about the sometimes paradox of teaching yoga classes. It is obvious the students want to "get something out of the class" and "progress". I know most do, I do too as a student. Ironically, the thing to "get" is that you don't need to "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;progress&lt;/span&gt;" or "get anything"....and how to give a good class, where people want to return and yet emphasize that they are already all they need to be and so much more, is beyond me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway teaching is still blowing my mind on a regular basis. Loving it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-163185788057061577?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/163185788057061577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=163185788057061577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/163185788057061577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/163185788057061577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/08/conversation-with-mikki.html' title='Conversation'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-8453717225233015353</id><published>2008-08-05T09:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T10:12:29.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Yoga</title><content type='html'>I've put all my eggs in one basket. After next Sunday I will only be teaching at the downtown studio. The multi-location larger than life studio chain is not working out, too many teachers, too few classes, so I gave up my only class (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hatha&lt;/span&gt;) I was teaching with them. The energy of the smaller studio is so much more my speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm teaching the one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; and two led primaries. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; class is SLOW going, in terms of getting people to show up. Most students at this studio don't know what it is, and are intimidated by the idea of a silent practice. I can totally relate, it took me over a year to get up the guts to go, and my first class was terrifying. I think that was mostly the teacher, who didn't welcome me or help me even though I said it was my first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; class, but anyway. So, I print out cheat sheets of the whole primary series, and I encourage people in my led classes to try it, saying I can work with them one-on-one, but maybe that's scary too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm practicing both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Anusara&lt;/span&gt; regularly. LOVING the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;anusara&lt;/span&gt; classes. Handstand, headstand, and forearm stand in one class, Yes Please!:)  Also the heart openers are so good too, I'm hoping my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;backbend&lt;/span&gt; will open up soon. I do feel some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;shifitng&lt;/span&gt;, like more fascia pulling across the length of my stomach from hips to ribs in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Urdhva&lt;/span&gt; D, soreness across my chest from spreading my collarbones, and strength and soreness in the back muscles. Plus the variety in the sequencing is really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day job at the lab is really crazy right now, too. Experiments on top of experiments, I'm drowning in work. So this makes me finding time to practice more difficult but all the more necessary. I've decided that I will practice every other day, at least, and that there is no room for negotiation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all having a nice week :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-8453717225233015353?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/8453717225233015353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=8453717225233015353&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8453717225233015353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8453717225233015353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-with-yoga.html' title='Fun with Yoga'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3429875126216782539</id><published>2008-07-31T09:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T09:21:24.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't.....give.....in.....</title><content type='html'>To the 100 post curse. I have to push on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been over 100 degrees here for a long time. Summer in Texas is intense! The thing is, I feel calmer than I have in a while, and I wonder if the heat is burning up my anxiety and unrest. I'm not really doing anything else differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching has been taking off. I'm teaching four classes a week now. One &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt;, two led, one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hatha&lt;/span&gt;. Whew! I love it. I feel busy but energized. The best part is, there is a class before or after every class that I teach that I like to take. So it keeps me practicing at least three times a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really loving teaching that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hatha&lt;/span&gt; class. It wasn't that long ago that I posted here about my worries with teaching that class. Interestingly, teaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hatha&lt;/span&gt; opened up my personal practice. I'm now practicing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Anusara&lt;/span&gt; regularly. I have to say they complement one another very nicely! I'm even enjoying writing sequences for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hatha&lt;/span&gt; class, the part I dreaded most at the start. Every so often I'll find myself teaching led &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt;, and wanting to throw in my own stuff....I resist, but having that urge at all is pretty funny to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, more soon, Thanks Alfia for pushing me along :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3429875126216782539?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3429875126216782539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3429875126216782539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3429875126216782539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3429875126216782539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/07/cantgivein.html' title='Can&apos;t.....give.....in.....'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3341844761047132998</id><published>2008-07-24T11:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:44:07.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Post Curse? - Momentarily Offline</title><content type='html'>I noticed that my last post to this blog was my 100th post! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I totally lost all steam to keep posting. I think because I've been working full time at the lab, teaching 5 classes a week, and trying to squeeze in practice and life in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, chances are good that I won't post too often until things slow down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3341844761047132998?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3341844761047132998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3341844761047132998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3341844761047132998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3341844761047132998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/07/100-post-curse-momentarily-offline.html' title='100 Post Curse? - Momentarily Offline'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-6032502195033961953</id><published>2008-07-08T12:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T12:48:12.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington DC at last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was fortunate enough to travel to Washington DC for a conference this past week. The conference is called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RSA&lt;/span&gt; or "Research Society on Alcoholism".&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220699917311335314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/SHOm6hJA25I/AAAAAAAAACI/vvRbooF0ckU/s320/RsoA%40140.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is my favorite yearly conference because this is the one that is solely focused on alcohol research. All the talks and presentations apply directly to my research in some way. It is very different from the larger conferences where there are only a few talks that seem interesting. Everyone reunites once a year, and it is like seeing family. And it is inspiring to see how many people share the common goal of researching about alcohol. I presented some data, too, and that seemed to go over well. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hadn't been to DC since I was 7 or 8 years old, so I didn't remember very much about the city. I fell in love with it over this week. We stayed downtown, so we could walk to a lot of fun sights, restaurants, and shops, and the metro got us anywhere else we needed to go. I've never lived in a city that had such good public transportation, and now that I know how great it is, that will be a factor in the next place I move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; time for much else besides the conference, but I was able to squeeze in an afternoon with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Alfia&lt;/span&gt;! It was great to finally meet her. She was kind enough to show me around the lab at the NIH and then took me to Great Falls state park. (Which is absolutely beautiful, I highly recommend it, apparently really good for rock climbing, too). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aflia&lt;/span&gt; is such a lovely person with a huge heart. She teaches free classes at the NIH for her co-workers! Even though we had only met this one time, she took the afternoon off to show me around. We spent time talking about science and yoga, and she showed me some nifty tricks to open up the hips for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Supta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kurmasana&lt;/span&gt;. :) Can't wait til the next neuroscience conference in DC this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;november&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time I am in DC I am going to make it a goal to go to "Georgetown Yoga" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; Yoga Center". And I'm sure I'll write about it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-6032502195033961953?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/6032502195033961953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=6032502195033961953&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6032502195033961953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6032502195033961953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/07/washington-dc-at-last.html' title='Washington DC at last'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/SHOm6hJA25I/AAAAAAAAACI/vvRbooF0ckU/s72-c/RsoA%40140.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-8152438584606549487</id><published>2008-06-23T10:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:38:48.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yucky! Fun! and Turtles!</title><content type='html'>I was sooo sick for the past few days! Some kind of flu or bug or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been sick like that since I was a kid! So glad it is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm traveling to DC on Thursday for a conference. I'm hoping to meet up with Alfia for yoga and science! Ooooh, fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this question is pretty played out, but I'm still struggling with Supta Kurmasana feeling in any way comfortable...For those of you who had to work at it, and open up the body to get into this pose...Any tips on what to do to open up the body. Should I hang out while watching TV each night holding my leg behind my head one at a time? Should I dislocate my hips? JK ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-8152438584606549487?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/8152438584606549487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=8152438584606549487&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8152438584606549487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8152438584606549487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/06/yucky-fun-and-turtles.html' title='Yucky! Fun! and Turtles!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3490191174200805610</id><published>2008-06-13T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:46:13.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anusarashtangi</title><content type='html'>Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anusara&lt;/span&gt; class ever tonight.  The first one was almost two years ago, and I hated it. All the details, all the concern over alignment, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I went to my second one tonight, and I don't know if it was the atmosphere or the teacher or me being ready to receive it, but I freaking loved it. LOVED IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had my first emotional release during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;savasana&lt;/span&gt;. Small bubbles of sadness breaking the surface. I feel like I unloaded some baggage, and I can only figure that all that heart opening was good for me. I must hold my vulnerability and anxiety in my chest. I am working on mobility in my upper back and chest lately because I find that area to be very inflexible. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Anusara&lt;/span&gt; may be a perfect complement to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; practice :) Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think it was fun to practice poses that I usually don't. At one point the teacher was like, "Okay everyone take a partner, and work on Pincha Mayurasana". I was grinning from ear to ear. Like I was being naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling there is more Anusara in my future :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3490191174200805610?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3490191174200805610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3490191174200805610&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3490191174200805610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3490191174200805610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/06/anusarashtangi.html' title='Anusarashtangi'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-5444645364553389564</id><published>2008-06-08T12:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T13:05:13.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chitta Vritti Meme</title><content type='html'>At the request of my dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alfia&lt;/span&gt;, I have posted the following, my first meme! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Post the rules of the game at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post, the player then tags five people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been tagged and asking them to read the player’s blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. Let the person who tagged you know when you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; posted your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were you doing five years ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working as a lab manager at Duke University in Durham NC, preparing to move to Austin, TX for my PhD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are five things on your to-do list for today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dishes&lt;br /&gt;Groceries&lt;br /&gt;Practice&lt;br /&gt;Go to Lab&lt;br /&gt;Doggy Play Date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are five snacks you enjoy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dried cranberries&lt;br /&gt;Nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Edamame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked Lays&lt;br /&gt;Oranges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are five things you would do if you were a billionaire?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy a house and car (let's get the selfishness out of the way)&lt;br /&gt;Open a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;holistic&lt;/span&gt; wellness center&lt;br /&gt;Travel A LOT&lt;br /&gt;Support Research in various fields&lt;br /&gt;Donate to a different charity every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are five of your bad habits?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination&lt;br /&gt;Too much TV&lt;br /&gt;Eating too much&lt;br /&gt;Celebrity Gossip Blogs&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are five places where you have lived?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florida&lt;br /&gt;Wisconsin&lt;br /&gt;North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;South Carolina&lt;br /&gt;Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are five jobs you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; had?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projectionist at a movie theater&lt;br /&gt;RA in college&lt;br /&gt;Data Manager at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;CRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salesperson at an Art Gallery&lt;br /&gt;Research Scientist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the five people I tag:&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda late in the game, so I didn't tag anyone :) Am I bad ? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://travelingshoesblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-5444645364553389564?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/5444645364553389564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=5444645364553389564&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5444645364553389564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5444645364553389564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/06/chitta-vritti-meme.html' title='Chitta Vritti Meme'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2209084740345439090</id><published>2008-06-04T09:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T09:33:08.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Safety First</title><content type='html'>I went to a wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; workshop this weekend. It was called "Modifications and Injury Prevention". Sounds sexy huh? No seriously it was a really good workshop. We talked a lot about the relationship between the neck and low back, the low ribs and the low back, and ways to keep wrists, knees, low back, neck, and shoulders safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main points that I took away are:&lt;br /&gt;-If you want to open the upper back during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;backbending&lt;/span&gt;, and keep your low back from bearing the brunt, you can visualize tucking the low ribs back, drawing them towards the back, while lifting the sternum. Sounds impossible, but I felt an opening across the front of the chest that I hadn't before.&lt;br /&gt;-If you have low back problems, keep the head an extension of the spine. For example, when folding forward during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;namaskara&lt;/span&gt;, the head stays exactly as it is when standing in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tadasana&lt;/span&gt;. Instead of crunching the back of the neck and looking forward as you fold, which creates a deeper, more unsafe curve in the low back, keep the neck long, keep reaching through the crown of the head in a straight line with the spine at all times.&lt;br /&gt;-In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cataranga&lt;/span&gt;, make sure most of the work stays in the upper back instead of the front and tops of the shoulders by concentrating on gluing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shoulder blades&lt;/span&gt; to your back and drawing them down your back. I was sore sore in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;serratus&lt;/span&gt; anterior muscles (just below the shoulder blades) from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cataranga&lt;/span&gt;. This small change is much safer for the shoulders and wrists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to take a while for all of these changes to become naturally assimilated into my practice. But it was really fun to be so present and active in the practice, instead of going through the motions, much more work, but much more fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2209084740345439090?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2209084740345439090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2209084740345439090&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2209084740345439090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2209084740345439090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/06/safety-first.html' title='Safety First'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3607241181857900294</id><published>2008-05-28T14:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T15:01:23.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Happy New Couple!</title><content type='html'>I just returned from a week in Chapel Hill for my Mom's wedding. It was one of the most fantastic weeks I've ever had. We stayed at a new hotel on Franklin Street, with me, my hubby, my Mom and her fiance in the penthouse suite. We were surrounded by family and friends and spent every moment enjoying life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was honored to be the matron of honor, and the ceremony was both beautiful and moving. It is so joyous to see two people truly in love, pledge this to one another, and share it with the people they are closest to. The reception was full of laughter and love, it was truly a magical day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in Texas, gearing up to get back to work, both at the lab and at the two yoga studios here in town. It is bittersweet to be back, I realized that I miss my family and NC even more than I thought, I sobbed as the plane took off and carried us away. It is nice though to be sad because you love so much and are loved so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I have always been close, but this week took us to another level of closeness. We shopped, planned, got our hair cut and done, had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;manis&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pedis&lt;/span&gt;, cuddled, shared our thoughts, ate and drank, and spent some serious quality time together. I also bonded even more closely to my new father-in-law who I'm already referring to as "Dad" :) I liked him very much right from the start, but I feel more and more love for him the more I get to know him. He takes very good care of my Mom and it is obvious he really really loves her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the happy new couple! I miss you already! Congratulations!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3607241181857900294?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3607241181857900294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3607241181857900294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3607241181857900294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3607241181857900294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-happy-new-couple.html' title='To the Happy New Couple!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2404868890143915881</id><published>2008-05-20T11:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:40:31.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh, So excited! :)</title><content type='html'>So it isn't official yet, because I don't start until June. BUT, I am too excited not to write about it. It looks like I'll be teaching four led &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; classes a week here in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with the owner, and the vibe was awesome! She and I seem to be on the same wavelength. I want to be a part of a studio that wants to build a community around it, and that is truly passionate about yoga, and not just money. She seems to want the same things ( as well as to make some money, I mean come on I get that :) ), and that is so exciting to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a beautiful space with bamboo floors and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;buddhas&lt;/span&gt;, and an energy that is very pure and soothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ooooh&lt;/span&gt; I hope this isn't too good to be true! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2404868890143915881?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2404868890143915881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2404868890143915881&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2404868890143915881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2404868890143915881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/05/ahhhh-so-excited.html' title='Ahhhh, So excited! :)'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2238318658399696729</id><published>2008-05-12T21:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:28:54.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sake it to me!</title><content type='html'>We had a sake tasting at my house this past weekend. It was supposed to be a theme party, like our beers of the world party a year ago. Turns out people get drunk fast when tasting lots of different kinds of sake...The beer party went til the wee hours of the morn....this one....everyone was gone by midnight;P  It was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to teach the next morning at 9 am. I wrote out a complete class sequence just in case I wasn't in the best shape. Luckily I was very well behaved at the party and teaching class was fine. It is really interesting sequencing classes every week. It makes me appreciate the primary series that much more. I often struggle to put everything I think my students will need in one class, in a nice little package with a bow on it like the primary series...but I am not the yoga architect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Guruji&lt;/span&gt; is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is fun to teach this class, I have a couple regulars that come every time, and even let me know when they won't be able to make it. That is pretty special to me, that they enjoy it enough to make the effort to come.  It really is an honor and a pleasure to teach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2238318658399696729?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2238318658399696729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2238318658399696729&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2238318658399696729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2238318658399696729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/05/sake-it-to-me.html' title='Sake it to me!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3470615000591510695</id><published>2008-04-26T09:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:01:26.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leggo my Ego</title><content type='html'>I've been struggling a lot with ego lately. I watched this movie "revolver" by Guy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ritchie&lt;/span&gt;, which sums it up quite nicely that our worst enemy is inside our head making us believe it is our best friend. It is insidious and ever so difficult to tease it apart from the truth. It seems the more aware I am of my ego, the more frustrated I am by its presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, I struggle with feeling competitive with others. If they learn to swim, I do not drown, so why would I be so threatened? I get angry at myself for feeling this way. I want to feel more love for those around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With yoga, I struggle with comparing myself to other teachers or practitioners. Again, their success does not impede my own, so why would I ever be bothered by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been pretty intense lately. I am hoping it has come to a frenzy point because I am confronting it. I am also hopeful that I am on the precipice of some great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;transformation&lt;/span&gt;. Last night at a party, a friend of mine did a brief tarot reading for me. My card was the wheel of fortune, which stands for truth, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;enlightenment&lt;/span&gt;, and the constancy of change. In the reading he said my mantra for now should be "I am now ready for the miracle of my lifetime".  Boy am I ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend All!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3470615000591510695?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3470615000591510695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3470615000591510695&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3470615000591510695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3470615000591510695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/04/leggo-my-ego.html' title='Leggo my Ego'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-6399287465767333640</id><published>2008-04-17T11:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:35:35.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow my husband and I are going back to Chapel Hill, NC for a reunion. We are super excited!!! I can't tell you how much I miss the east coast. Anyway, it will be a weekend of fun, food, drink, and craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still running daily, and thanks everyone for the comments on how to keep my muscles long and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;flexy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Alfia&lt;/span&gt;, I think it was you who said that after a while the muscles would get used to it, and I would regain flexibility. You were very right, I'm glad I just keep pushing through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice has been here and there where I can squeeze it in. I haven't been to a group &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; or led class in what seems like forever, but I'm really enjoying my private time :) Practice is always different when you are alone, I always seem to push myself harder and take risks I don't usually take in front of others. I think I'm afraid of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; myself in a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everyone have a wonderful weekend, I'll post on my return on Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-6399287465767333640?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/6399287465767333640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=6399287465767333640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6399287465767333640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6399287465767333640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/04/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-149631928091840754</id><published>2008-04-14T17:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:13:31.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Publish or Perish</title><content type='html'>Today I found out that a project that I have been working on for over three years is finally completed. After three frustrating submissions to the journal "Neuroscience", it was accepted today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURRAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also my first first-author paper. I am walking on cloud nine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-149631928091840754?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/149631928091840754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=149631928091840754&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/149631928091840754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/149631928091840754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/04/publish-or-perish.html' title='Publish or Perish'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2215538904470460321</id><published>2008-04-10T10:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T10:29:19.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick for a place I've never been (and for one that I have)</title><content type='html'>I've been reading A LOT lately. I wasn't a reader really, until a couple of weeks ago. Except for a few phases in high school, I would read what I had to to get by in my classes and at work. But something happened and now I'm insatiable. Ordering books off Amazon in groups :) Groups of Neuroscience books, and groups of Yoga books, and mixed groups, oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One common theme of my yoga related readings is the pilgrimage. I'm reading about these personal quests, and I have a longing to go on one myself. That is very much not an option right now, so I read about others', but it really feels like homesickness. I'd love to travel to an Ashram and study/practice yoga for months on end, but with a year left on my PhD, that is not an option. The funny thing is, I read these books because of my homesickness, and they only make it worse. Maybe I could take a pilgrimage without going anywhere, but that seems so much harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I are traveling back to Chapel Hill in just over a week. It is where we met, and where we dated, and where he proposed. It's no surprise that I have very fond memories of it. I'm homesick for that place, too. We have even been discussing moving  back there once we have both graduated. Just the thought of it puts a smile on my face. The best part is that we are going there for a reunion of our friends from college. It will be like old times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short practice last night. Still tight hamstrings and hip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;flexors&lt;/span&gt;, but I do feel a stability in my pelvis that hasn't been there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are going to see The Kids In The Hall on tour. Really looking forward to that, it should be a good laugh. And apparently if you hang out after the show, they come out to sign things and take pictures with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2215538904470460321?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2215538904470460321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2215538904470460321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2215538904470460321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2215538904470460321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/04/homesick-for-place-ive-never-been-and.html' title='Homesick for a place I&apos;ve never been (and for one that I have)'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3927531386678433956</id><published>2008-04-08T10:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T13:34:49.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooooooh - Tight Hammys!</title><content type='html'>Practice this morning was not fun. My husband and I bought an elliptical machine for our home, because we are both busy, and want to be able to have a quick workout. So I've been running on it a lot lately, and my hamstrings, hip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;flexors&lt;/span&gt;, and quadriceps are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TIIII&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IIIGHT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the cardiovascular fitness aspect of including this workout, it is much easier to keep a slow, fluid, controlled breath during S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;urya&lt;/span&gt; N&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;amaskar&lt;/span&gt; for example. However, I'm not sure about this whole tightening up thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any runners out there have any suggestions? I always do a long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Paschimattanasana&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Badha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Konasana&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Supta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Virasana&lt;/span&gt; after I run...but any other ideas would be greatly appreciated! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3927531386678433956?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3927531386678433956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3927531386678433956&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3927531386678433956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3927531386678433956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/04/ooooooh-tight-hammys.html' title='Ooooooh - Tight Hammys!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2961771370236036507</id><published>2008-04-01T20:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:21:10.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Roster</title><content type='html'>I'm officially on the schedule at my favorite studio in town. It's a large studio, with four locations, 129 teachers total! It is an honor to be part of the community. However,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a brat and still found a reason to be unhappy with it. They gave me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hatha&lt;/span&gt; class. I wanted to teach an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; class, but we have many many talented &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; teachers, and I'm the new kid on the block. They all returned, so no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; class for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can think of many reasons why I'll enjoy teaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hatha&lt;/span&gt;, but it feels weird to teach something I don't practice. And yes, I realize &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; can be considered a form of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hatha&lt;/span&gt; yoga, and that I can teach the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;asanas&lt;/span&gt;....but I feel out of my element just the same. The mentality of the students is a bit different, and I'm afraid I won't be able to relate to them as well. I'm surprised by my own prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but think this must be happening for some reason. And in the past I've really enjoyed teaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hatha&lt;/span&gt; classes, so I'm going to go forward whole-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;heartedly&lt;/span&gt; :) I feel really lucky to be able to bring yoga to anyone, in any form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough ranting and raving. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2961771370236036507?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2961771370236036507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2961771370236036507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2961771370236036507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2961771370236036507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-roster.html' title='On the Roster'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-8026516832218813533</id><published>2008-03-17T18:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T18:23:05.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, so now it is the sacrum</title><content type='html'>Since I have been getting incredible advice from you guys and gals about my ailments, lets chat about one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's my sacrum. This time I injured it bowling of all places! I was bowling (which I haven't done in over 7 years) with a ball that was way too heavy for me  (because it was a busy night and all the light ones were gone). And with the first roll, I felt the left SI joint separate, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;owee&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been practicing anyway, and it really isn't bothering my practice...but does anyone have any tips on resetting or soothing the sacrum? :) And, anyone out there with this type of problem, which poses do you find irritate it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all! :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt;! And Happy St. Patty's Day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-8026516832218813533?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/8026516832218813533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=8026516832218813533&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8026516832218813533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8026516832218813533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay-so-now-it-is-sacrum.html' title='Okay, so now it is the sacrum'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-5348703325566108553</id><published>2008-03-09T10:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T10:34:39.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sternum in Supta Kurmasana</title><content type='html'>Ouch! My sternum is sore! I've been trying to make a strong effort to open the chest (drawing the shoulders down and back) in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Supta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kurmasana&lt;/span&gt;, but the pain is getting worse, I'm thinking my ribcage may crack in half! Anyone else experience this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog has turned into a request for advice lately, I guess that is because I'm encountering new frontiers in my practice that I hadn't reached before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the comments on standing up from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;backbends&lt;/span&gt;...going to work on it and get back to you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-5348703325566108553?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/5348703325566108553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=5348703325566108553&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5348703325566108553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5348703325566108553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/03/sternum-in-supta-kurmasana.html' title='Sternum in Supta Kurmasana'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-6992012773997097042</id><published>2008-03-07T12:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:59:49.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dropping Back</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I never thought I'd say this, but.....dropping back is fun and feels lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt; how the devil do you stand back up? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-6992012773997097042?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/6992012773997097042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=6992012773997097042&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6992012773997097042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6992012773997097042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/03/dropping-back.html' title='Dropping Back'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-7464966938685724985</id><published>2008-03-06T11:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T11:34:40.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Mysore</title><content type='html'>For the past week almost I have been practicing morning Mysore with Russell Case and his wife Sally Evans. They are visiting, and have regular classes in Taipei. They are fantastic. If you get the chance to do a workshop or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; or visit them, do it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They work as a team, adjusting in what seems like every pose, and they are on the same wavelength, so from day to day, I'm not sure who gave the adjustment. Russell has managed to get me to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dropbacks&lt;/span&gt; by myself in the first four days of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels really good to practice Mysore style so early in the morning. Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; program was cancelled at my regular studio, so I'm going to have to switch, or get my butt out of bed and practice at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm teaching often. I gave up my permanent position at a studio in a small town north of Austin. It was a dance/yoga/massage/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt; tutoring/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cpr&lt;/span&gt; training/etc/etc place, and I couldn't handle the owner's small-mindedness about yoga. The worst part was that she would talk about yoga as if she personally practiced it and would give advice/diagnose students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so now I'm subbing A LOT at Yoga Yoga here in town, and I'm loving it. It is nice to pick up classes when other parts of my life are slower, and resist the urge to sub when I don't have the time. I'm hoping to be on their regular schedule starting this summer, but we shall see if they have room. It also has a nice yogic community feel to it. People encourage chanting, instead of fearing it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-7464966938685724985?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/7464966938685724985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=7464966938685724985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7464966938685724985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7464966938685724985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/03/morning-mysore.html' title='Morning Mysore'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-6335613376367176187</id><published>2008-02-13T14:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T18:49:12.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga, yoga, yoga</title><content type='html'>February 1st-3rd I was fortunate enough to attend a weekend workshop with David Swenson. It was fantastic. I had only ever attended a mysore style class with him. He has the most wonderful way of making anything about Ashtanga yoga accessible. There were several asanas, or parts of asanas, or little issues that I was close to "getting", that I "got" over that weekend. I plan to do his 40 hour teacher training as soon as humanly possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 9th and 10th I taught 5 yoga classes! A restorative, prenatal, ashtanga, hatha flow, and private lesson! I'll never do that again. It sounds wimpy, but teaching three classes in one day is just not comfortable for me. Maybe it comes with experience, but props to those of you who manage to teach so freaking often! I have three regular classes a week right now, and sub whenever I can squeeze it in. That is more than enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My practice is about three times a week right now, which feels perfect at the moment. Not too aggressive to aggravate my back, not too few and far between to regress. And it seems to be enough to keep my mind at an even keel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, the hubby and some friends and I are going to a Yoga/Wine/Chocolate party at a Lululemon showroom. The event is free, so the hubby and I decided it is how we would celebrate Valentine's Day. I'm excited about it, and plan to buy a piece of clothing from the showroom, because I don't have any of theirs yet, but have heard good things....seems kinda pricey though. In the past I've found spending more money per item, and buying less items is the way to go...so we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-6335613376367176187?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/6335613376367176187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=6335613376367176187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6335613376367176187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6335613376367176187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/02/yoga-yoga-yoga.html' title='Yoga, yoga, yoga'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-1071284475867071877</id><published>2008-01-15T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T15:02:47.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is so obvious</title><content type='html'>It's obvious to me now that I avoid blogging about my practice when I am disenchanted with it. For the past couple months, I have not had a very regular practice. Here and there, and sometimes nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you have guessed, I am feeling a little better about it, so here I am blogging again. I went to a workshop this weekend with Russell Case and Sally Evans. That was a great way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kick start&lt;/span&gt; my practice back into gear. He is very insightful and focuses on the details of every movement in a way that I had never done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; has been cancelled near me, so I will be venturing forth on my own, or in evening led classes. I'm okay with it, I like the freedom of the mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm finally teaching a couple led primary series classes every week. Really fun to have a regular gig!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-1071284475867071877?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/1071284475867071877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=1071284475867071877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1071284475867071877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1071284475867071877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-is-so-obvious.html' title='It is so obvious'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-8960360445366149272</id><published>2007-11-08T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T15:58:52.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>30,000 Neuroscientists Walk Into a Bar....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, it wasn't a bar, it was a convention center in San Diego (see picture below). And there is no punchline to the joke, it was just a "clever" way to get you to read my post :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130576411123347058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RzN4EB4BbnI/AAAAAAAAABM/5ghxyZUEHU4/s320/sandiego_ccarial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just returned from a conference called "Neuroscience" in San Diego. Over 30,000 scientists presenting the newest data, meeting with one another, talking with vendors of the newest products, and taking courses. It was crazy, overwhelming, and most of all, inspiring. I wasn't presenting any data myself, I was there to soak it all in. Every time I eavesdropped on a conversation anywhere near the convention center, I heard phrases like " the inhibitory action at the synapse", "C57/Bl6 mice differ from Jackson in their ethanol preference", &amp;amp; "dendritic spines experience local long term potentiation". Really cool to be around so many people with a common interest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130576574332104322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="201" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RzN4Nh4BboI/AAAAAAAAABU/pnQb7dEHQIU/s320/NeurosciSD-2M_jpg.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, I'm back in the lab, and raring to go with all the new things I've learned in the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and to include some yoga in this post.  I did not manage to practice while I was there.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-8960360445366149272?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/8960360445366149272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=8960360445366149272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8960360445366149272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8960360445366149272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/11/30000-neuroscientists-walk-into-bar.html' title='30,000 Neuroscientists Walk Into a Bar....'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RzN4EB4BbnI/AAAAAAAAABM/5ghxyZUEHU4/s72-c/sandiego_ccarial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-5238534993040329371</id><published>2007-10-30T08:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T08:15:26.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It has come to my attention....</title><content type='html'>that I haven't posted in a while.  so here goes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I registered for week 1 at the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shala&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Florida&lt;/span&gt; in March. I have not yet met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Guruji&lt;/span&gt;, so I am really excited about it. Anyone else going? It would be fun to meet some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ashtangi&lt;/span&gt;.net folks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working at the lab waaaaaay too much lately. 10 hrs a day, 7 days a week...when you include practice, this is a twelve hour day...include traffic and, well, I don't even want to think about it. I'm having trouble finding time to even eat...whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are all well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-5238534993040329371?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/5238534993040329371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=5238534993040329371&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5238534993040329371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5238534993040329371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-has-come-to-my-attention.html' title='It has come to my attention....'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2575585782193102536</id><published>2007-10-13T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T18:00:59.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates and Stuff</title><content type='html'>The results of the MRI were really good. No damage to the bones or disks of my spine. It is a muscular issue. More physical therapy to come. I'm so relieved, I can handle the work of PT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, this is really silly to be excited about, but I just kicked up into handstand for the first time (well the first time in 20 years).  I have a thing about inversions...so it was fear, but I just did it here in my bedroom, and it was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been assisting M, teaching Mysore classes. I'm learning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much about adjustments and how to best teach the sequence, especially to beginners.  I'm hoping to start teaching my own classes in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My practice seems to be slowly coming back as well. I'm currently doing through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marichi's&lt;/span&gt; without skipping any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vinyasas&lt;/span&gt;, and the back feels solid. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;backbends&lt;/span&gt; are coming back, too. I'm doing morning Mysore again, after a brief stint in led evening classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey, anyone have any tips on how to work on opening the shoulders so the hands can touch in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Prasarita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Padottanasana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; C? Either while in the pose, or as a prep for it?  Oh, and while I'm at it, any tips to come to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sirsasana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; with straight legs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all having a beautiful weekend. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2575585782193102536?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2575585782193102536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2575585782193102536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2575585782193102536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2575585782193102536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/10/updates-and-stuff.html' title='Updates and Stuff'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-8491280418087700561</id><published>2007-10-03T06:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T06:52:39.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnetic Resonance</title><content type='html'>Today I am meeting with a doctor to review my MRI  ... I can really relate to people who don't like to see a doctor ever, because they don't want to know... even if something is going on, no news is good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My audition to teach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; for a local studio went well. I feel I am being groomed to start on their schedule in the spring. They have scheduled me for a couple weekend workshops with well-known &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; teachers for free! They say it is on an "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;educational&lt;/span&gt; credit". And I am mentoring with M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this post seems kind of bland...that is because I had five hours sleep last night...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;booo&lt;/span&gt;. I usually get 8 at least, and I like it that way. I feel fuzzy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-8491280418087700561?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/8491280418087700561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=8491280418087700561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8491280418087700561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8491280418087700561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/10/magnetic-resonance.html' title='Magnetic Resonance'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-7025482873984780845</id><published>2007-09-19T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:29:10.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not as serious as you</title><content type='html'>I've been taking led classes in the evenings lately. I've been skipping out on morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt;, partly to practice with my hubby, and partly because I've missed the group energy of the led class. But for some reason, and I'm sure it is all me imposing this feeling on myself, I feel less serious about my practice. Like I'm no longer "hardcore" and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to take a poll, leave a comment if you would be so kind:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Do you practice Mysore style in the AM or led classes any time of day?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in your comment, if you want to be even kinder: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Do you think that Mysore style classes in the AM are more "hardcore" than the led ones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And by hardcore, I mean more devoted, more serious about the practice, all around a more committed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ashtangi&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-7025482873984780845?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/7025482873984780845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=7025482873984780845&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7025482873984780845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7025482873984780845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-not-as-serious-as-you.html' title='I&apos;m not as serious as you'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3242246961272722947</id><published>2007-09-13T13:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T13:22:02.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking in Tadasana</title><content type='html'>After seeing the chiropractor yesterday, I've decided that I absolutely have to improve my posture. This hunching over at my desk, hunching over the lab bench, hunching over while in bed with my laptop, etc etc has got to stop...I realized today I even hunch over when walking! I am what my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chiro&lt;/span&gt; calls "head forward". Granted it isn't a huge shift forward, but apparently every millimeter forward, the load on your back, especially upper back (ah ha!) is exponentially increased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, I have made a new resolution to walk in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tadasana&lt;/span&gt;. This is really strange and even more difficult. When I place my head over my shoulders, over my hips, over my sits bones, over my ankles, it feels like I may fall backward, yet when I catch a glance of my reflection I am perfectly upright. I'm finding that my core tightens up much more...and I feel as though I'm thrusting my hips forward, but I'm not. And then when I let myself fall back into my old habit of walking from walking in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tadasana&lt;/span&gt;, I realize just how bad my posture is...it is a dramatic difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week...sitting, sleeping, cartwheeling, showering, running, biking, in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tadasana&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3242246961272722947?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3242246961272722947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3242246961272722947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3242246961272722947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3242246961272722947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/09/walking-in-tadasana.html' title='Walking in Tadasana'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3961018827393355991</id><published>2007-09-10T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T20:51:56.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Marichi, how I have missed you.</title><content type='html'>Today M gave me through Mari C. Hurray! I really missed the shoulder opening and binding in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;marichi's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband sent me an email in the middle of the day that read "I want to go to E's 7:30 pm on Thursday and M's 10:30 am on Saturday". Yippee! These will be his second and third led classes ever. Going to these led classes with him is harder than I remember led classes to be. I don't know if I work harder because of the group energy, or they are just faster, but I am surprised by how tired I get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey anybody own the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Prana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Goucho's&lt;/span&gt;? I am considering them, but am worried they are useless for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;, headstand in flared legs....I see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;london&lt;/span&gt;, I see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;france&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3961018827393355991?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3961018827393355991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3961018827393355991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3961018827393355991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3961018827393355991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/09/ah-marichi-how-i-have-missed-you.html' title='Ah Marichi, how I have missed you.'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-5645449952468337165</id><published>2007-09-06T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T15:54:20.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurray!</title><content type='html'>My husband asked me to "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; him" last night. I think maybe he has caught the bug :) I called the postures through warrior 1, and then we did yoga mudra, padmasana, and utiplutih to close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My practice continues. Slowly, slowly. One by one we go. I am still doing primary through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Janu&lt;/span&gt; C with only very mild discomfort. The thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; to me today while in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;savasana&lt;/span&gt; that soon I may have to get up earlier and work harder! In all my worrying about my back, I didn't realize that I was really getting used to my little practice :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-5645449952468337165?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/5645449952468337165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=5645449952468337165&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5645449952468337165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5645449952468337165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/09/hurray.html' title='Hurray!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-1371465808735976398</id><published>2007-09-04T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T19:58:35.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Virgin...</title><content type='html'>Sore for the very first time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounded gross...My husband and I went to an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; led primary yesterday during free yoga day here in Austin. He emailed me today to say how sore he is. There is nothing like the soreness you feel your first few hundred times of a led primary class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was his first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; class ever! Other than me walking him through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surya&lt;/span&gt; a &amp;amp; b and a few poses from standing here in our house. It was really fun to share it with him and I secretly hope the bug got him the way it did me after my first class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-1371465808735976398?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/1371465808735976398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=1371465808735976398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1371465808735976398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1371465808735976398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/09/like-virgin.html' title='Like a Virgin...'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-7186850235528020067</id><published>2007-08-31T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T10:59:57.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>I am actually going to blog about my practice! It has been a while since I did that, but that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; there hasn't been much to blog about until recently. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...didn't think I'd ever use blog as a verb...but there I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have been practicing through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Janu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sirsasana&lt;/span&gt; C lately. I'm nervous about entering the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Marichiyasanas&lt;/span&gt; because of the twists, it will be interesting to see how my upper back holds up. Although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;parivrtta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;trikonasana&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;parivrtta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;parsvakonasana&lt;/span&gt; haven't been bothering it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels really good to have that as a constant in my life right now. I was feeling a little down about not practicing full primary, and M (my teacher) told me that I shouldn't worry about it because I am just getting back into things, and that coming everyday is enough. She is right about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-7186850235528020067?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/7186850235528020067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=7186850235528020067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7186850235528020067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7186850235528020067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/08/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3374541365122755297</id><published>2007-08-27T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T15:38:55.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YTT&lt;/span&gt; graduation. I can't believe how fast that went! 9 months of training, done. I'm already thinking about my 500 hr......and then realizing that I am insane.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to report at the moment. I will write again very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3374541365122755297?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3374541365122755297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3374541365122755297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3374541365122755297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3374541365122755297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/08/graduation.html' title='Graduation!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-1898330349277134877</id><published>2007-08-13T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T11:56:59.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The light at the end of the tunnel</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine (Hi Jesse!) once said that sometimes the light at the end of the tunnel is a train. I hope that isn't the case for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking positively, I believe I am coming to the end of a couple of tunnels in my life. I just got word from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YTT&lt;/span&gt; that I am set to graduate on time, on August 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my back is thinking about submitting to my will and calming down. I can take a deep breath today, and it feels like nothing is wrong...I hope it holds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot of time with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kula&lt;/span&gt; this weekend. It was really nice... Then I spent some time with some non-yoga folks....It was interesting... I feel like the more I get into yogic lifestyle, the more I refuse to live a non-yogic one. Let me explain. I was watching a bunch of college-aged kids play beach volleyball. There were young women in teeny weeny bikinis, and bronzed dudes without shirts picking fights with one another to impress said teeny weeny bikinis. Now of course part of my reaction to them is me feeling like that time in my life is past, no more teeny weeny bikinis for me, no more tanning for the hell of it, no more getting impressed by dudes picking fights...but another is that I feel like these kids are missing the point. And then I feel I can't relate to them....and then I just want to go back to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kula&lt;/span&gt; :) But I believe that these uncomfortable situations are opportunities to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side, I do feel like yoga has helped me relate to many people better. I'm not running around assuming people won't understand my point of view, in fact I feel like I understand theirs much more and that allows me to love them. Sometimes it is just so much easier to hang out with my kula, knowing we are all on a similar path with similar goals. It is easy to be around people who love you unconditionally. And it is fun to be around people that you deeply care about as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm rambling...so enough for today! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-1898330349277134877?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/1898330349277134877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=1898330349277134877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1898330349277134877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1898330349277134877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/08/light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='The light at the end of the tunnel'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-4145484484225483125</id><published>2007-08-06T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T18:59:41.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Close and yet So Far</title><content type='html'>The last full weekend of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YTT&lt;/span&gt; was this weekend. Wow. We started the weekend with a "share circle" which was interesting, when it was my turn, I found myself crying in front of 40 people. It was okay though because I was crying as I was telling them all how much I love them, and how much I hope we actually keep in touch, instead of just saying we will. Teacher training has been incredible, and I can't believe it is coming to an end.  Definitely one of the best experiences of my life.  I think the best part has been that the more I've learned, the more I've realized that we already know the answers, we just have to find them within ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was mostly teaching each other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt; all weekend. It was a lot of practice, and my back seemed to hold up. I've continued to practice in the mornings as well and have had chiropractor appointments every couple of days. She told me this morning that she thinks things are getting better. But only time will tell :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-4145484484225483125?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/4145484484225483125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=4145484484225483125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4145484484225483125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4145484484225483125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-close-and-yet-so-far.html' title='So Close and yet So Far'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-6504510637172062555</id><published>2007-08-02T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T13:50:30.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The little engine that could</title><content type='html'>I'm continuing to practice daily. I'm not willing to give it up again. I'm seeing the chiro three times a week; she says to expect some progress in about two weeks, we'll see :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-6504510637172062555?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/6504510637172062555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=6504510637172062555&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6504510637172062555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6504510637172062555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/08/little-engine-that-could.html' title='The little engine that could'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-7463512402417728323</id><published>2007-07-30T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T18:28:26.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Results...</title><content type='html'>That sneaky vertebra had slipped back out. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chiro&lt;/span&gt; gave me a bunch of adjustments, exercises, and appointments for this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-7463512402417728323?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/7463512402417728323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=7463512402417728323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7463512402417728323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7463512402417728323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/07/results.html' title='Results...'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-4613830087611702124</id><published>2007-07-29T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:21:18.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Square One</title><content type='html'>Something has gone horribly wrong this weekend with the spine. I have an appointment tomorrow morning with a Chiropractor, and I will post the results here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should switch from ashtangi.net to vertebralsubluxation.net! But please don't make me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-4613830087611702124?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/4613830087611702124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=4613830087611702124&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4613830087611702124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4613830087611702124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-to-square-one.html' title='Back to Square One'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2288648239365463347</id><published>2007-07-29T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:19:22.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heppy Bday!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to You&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to You&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday dearest Guruji&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2288648239365463347?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2288648239365463347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2288648239365463347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2288648239365463347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2288648239365463347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/07/heppy-bday.html' title='Heppy Bday!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-8199592534265749497</id><published>2007-07-27T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T15:38:37.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trucking Along</title><content type='html'>I have practiced every morning since last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;, and boy what a difference a week makes. M is building me up slowly, I'm still doing Surya's, Standing, &amp;amp; Finishing. She says next week we will start adding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;asanas&lt;/span&gt;. I can't even begin to tell you how much better I feel to be practicing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was officially discharged from physical therapy on Thursday. The PT gave me some exercises to keep doing on my own. Physical therapy is fascinating to me. If only there were more hours in the day, I would probably like to go to school for that too! I think I have a problem, I want to learn about everything! I would be in school for many lifetimes if I let myself pursue all the fields I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to be trained in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-chinese medicine&lt;br /&gt;-massage therapy&lt;br /&gt;-physical therapy&lt;br /&gt;-counseling&lt;br /&gt;-ayurvedic medicine&lt;br /&gt;-neuroscience&lt;br /&gt;-yoga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I need more money and time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-8199592534265749497?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/8199592534265749497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=8199592534265749497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8199592534265749497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8199592534265749497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/07/trucking-along.html' title='Trucking Along'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-5956124816424705806</id><published>2007-07-23T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T15:22:33.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two</title><content type='html'>This morning was my second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; practice. It was also very nice. I was really really sore from yesterday! My back was bothering me the tiniest bit after practice, but by a couple hours later it had calmed down. I think it is all about endurance now, both my spine and I need to build up some stamina ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YTT&lt;/span&gt; graduation is August 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. It is so close! How time flies! I remember how much trouble I had deciding whether or not to enroll. The time and money seemed like too much of a commitment, and now I can't even imagine not having gone on this journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-5956124816424705806?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/5956124816424705806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=5956124816424705806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5956124816424705806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5956124816424705806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-two.html' title='Day Two'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-247052389081507215</id><published>2007-07-22T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T10:35:06.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile, You are on Candid....Yoga</title><content type='html'>I'm back on the wagon :) Yesterday I taught a led primary, went to an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; for teachers workshop, (which continues today), then this morning I had my first practice in six weeks. It was delicious. M suggested I do through standing and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;back bends&lt;/span&gt; and closing. So I did that, but I did it really slowly, savoring every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the workshop was very spontaneous, in that I have been out of the loop and didn't know it was going on. I came out of the led primary I was teaching, and the workshop was starting, so I signed up and ran into the room. Today I will be leading all the teachers through primary. That is a little intimidating for some reason. But I am excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I have starting training for the Men's Health &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Urbanathalon&lt;/span&gt; in NYC in September. I haven't ever tried running and yoga in the same time period. I wonder how long it takes to start tightening your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hammys&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;psoas&lt;/span&gt;, and quads, etc... Any advice on that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ooooh&lt;/span&gt;, and while I'm on the topic of advice. I've taken on a client for private yoga instruction. She is just entering her second trimester. I have some experience teaching prenatal yoga, but not a lot. Anyone with experience in this want to comment on their favorite poses for this type of instruction?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-247052389081507215?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/247052389081507215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=247052389081507215&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/247052389081507215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/247052389081507215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/07/smile-you-are-on-candidyoga.html' title='Smile, You are on Candid....Yoga'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-1251487545420195171</id><published>2007-07-18T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T12:14:32.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wide Awake and Dreaming</title><content type='html'>Last night as I was having trouble falling asleep I found myself trying to figure out why I always let my mind race as I go to sleep. During the day I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vigilance&lt;/span&gt; for my thought patterns, and I try to keep them healthy and in the moment. But for some reason at night, I lose my will and the thoughts pour out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself worrying about things so far off in the future, they may never happen. That is so silly. Let's worry about things that may not even happen! I mean, come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, instead of entertaining this nauseating game any longer, I decided to practice a little mindfulness. And I found that my vicious thoughts were taking me out of the most lovely experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, the fan was on and producing the most sweet subtle breeze. The sheets felt so soft and comfortable. I had my husband breathing in sync with me by my side. I felt still and quiet and it was absolutely lovely. And I could have missed it because of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;citta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vritti&lt;/span&gt;! Isn't it wonderful that liberation is by our sides at all times? So close that we can access it at a moment's notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-1251487545420195171?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/1251487545420195171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=1251487545420195171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1251487545420195171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1251487545420195171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/07/wide-awake-and-dreaming.html' title='Wide Awake and Dreaming'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3540461317509233755</id><published>2007-07-15T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T08:51:30.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago. Part Deux</title><content type='html'>I'm back from a fabulous trip to Chicago. I have to say that I really do now feel like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bonafide&lt;/span&gt; scientist! My work was very well received, and it really was a pleasure to present it to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;colleagues&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic of this "momentous" event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RprZ-Yg64WI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qgKnwbGpH2k/s1600-h/Talk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087618394824040802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RprZ-Yg64WI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qgKnwbGpH2k/s320/Talk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Chicago, I followed a hot tip from Tim and went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Frontera&lt;/span&gt; Grill for lunch. It was fabulous! I had salmon in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chipotle&lt;/span&gt; cream sauce and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;roasted&lt;/span&gt; potatoes with a bed of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;micro greens&lt;/span&gt; covered in honey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vinaigrette&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;YUMM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic of the bar area:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RprXPYg64QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sznYrSD2VHg/s1600-h/DSC01139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087615388346933506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RprXPYg64QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sznYrSD2VHg/s320/DSC01139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was worth an hour wait, thanks for the advice Tim! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had the opportunity to sight-see a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Millennium&lt;/span&gt; Park:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RprX0og64RI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iVhijE15LPM/s1600-h/DSC01124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087616028297060626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RprX0og64RI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iVhijE15LPM/s320/DSC01124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Museum of Contemporary Art:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RprYo4g64TI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5qRAkdUbjP0/s1600-h/art+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087616925945225522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RprYo4g64TI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5qRAkdUbjP0/s320/art+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RprYK4g64SI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MTr5h5_1tg0/s1600-h/art+1+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087616410549149986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RprYK4g64SI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MTr5h5_1tg0/s320/art+1+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the skyline from the Planetarium:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/Rprabog64XI/AAAAAAAAABE/SjW-4Ppf2dQ/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087618897335214450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/Rprabog64XI/AAAAAAAAABE/SjW-4Ppf2dQ/s320/DSC01112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my back is starting to heal I think. The trip to Chicago was really good for me. The physical therapist says that from what he can tell, I am "90 %" healed...so now I just have to be careful not to jump in too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was at the conference, I got an anonymous comment about how I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;waaaay&lt;/span&gt; too hard on myself and that this may be manifesting in injury, and the advice to order "The Mind Body Prescription". I have to say that this comment really resonated with me, as I am very in to the mind/body connection as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;neuroscientist&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;yogini&lt;/span&gt;. I love the idea that our emotions manifest themselves in our physical body, and that the condition of our body can manifest in our mind in a reciprocal fashion. I am anxiously awaiting the book's arrival in the mail. Also, as an interesting coincidence, I have been focusing on self-love and acceptance in my meditations lately, so this comment really caught my eye. Why are we so hard on others, and even more hard on ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I plan to post a lot more often again, now that the talk is over. I was investing a lot of time and energy into it, and it was all worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well with you.&lt;br /&gt;Namaste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3540461317509233755?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3540461317509233755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3540461317509233755&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3540461317509233755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3540461317509233755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/07/chicago-part-deux.html' title='Chicago. Part Deux'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8j296iu4FI/RprZ-Yg64WI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qgKnwbGpH2k/s72-c/Talk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-4503735554142652225</id><published>2007-07-06T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T08:24:00.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago</title><content type='html'>Still in physical therapy. Many painful days since those pain free days I last wrote about. No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt; for weeks now.  It is interesting how much you learn about yourself in situations like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for Chicago tomorrow for almost a week for a conference. I'm giving a talk about my research in front of an audience of 500. That should be interesting. It is so funny how this is my work that I have spent years of my life on, and I still feel a little like a phony when talking about it. Like some sneaky imaginary competent scientist comes in , does all the work, and then I get to pretend it is mine. I wonder how long you are in this line of work before you really feel like you deserve to be a part of things like this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write when i return from Chicago, and hopefully I will be able to return to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt; as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-4503735554142652225?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/4503735554142652225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=4503735554142652225&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4503735554142652225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4503735554142652225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/07/chicago.html' title='Chicago'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-5807408540673714977</id><published>2007-06-21T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T21:15:35.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Connected</title><content type='html'>I went to a very crowded cafeteria style room today for lunch with a couple friends. While they grabbed our lunches, I reserved a table by sitting and spreading my few belongings out to look like I had invisible friends at every seat. At first I felt pretty awkward. And then I started looking around at all the other tables of people. I usually ignore a crowd in that type of situation, but instead I decided to lean into the awkwardness. And I found that as I saw each person, met eyes with a few of them, that I was glad I was looking at them. I felt connected to them and happy that they were there. Isn't it funny that a crowd can either make you feel lonely or make you feel in touch, depending on how you react to it. Same crowd, different reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of my esoteric rant. I just really enjoyed that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the second pain free day in over six weeks. No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt; for over two weeks. I see the physical therapist in the morning, and I'm praying he'll say that the vertebra has stayed in alignment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave that talk yesterday. I got a really positive response, and that was very cool. I almost feel like a real, honest to goodness scientist. Almost :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-5807408540673714977?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/5807408540673714977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=5807408540673714977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5807408540673714977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5807408540673714977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/06/connected.html' title='Connected'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-6986992778141916754</id><published>2007-06-19T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T18:30:02.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Physical Therapy in Lieu of Yoga Therapy...</title><content type='html'>So, I'll be doing some strength building exercises for a week (or two, it's hard to tell with these kinds of things). I like having a plan to follow. That's probably one of the reasons I am drawn to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, I'm giving my first talk about my own data tomorrow morning. This will actually be a practice for a talk I'm giving in three weeks at a national alcohol research convention. It is really weird to have reached this milestone in my career. It feels good. Well, it feels good when it doesn't feel awful from me being nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all of the supportive comments everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-6986992778141916754?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/6986992778141916754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=6986992778141916754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6986992778141916754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6986992778141916754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/06/physical-therapy-in-lieu-of-yoga.html' title='Physical Therapy in Lieu of Yoga Therapy...'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-759731203311931244</id><published>2007-06-18T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T19:47:40.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sure some of you thought I was a slacker...</title><content type='html'>Nope. I've been avoiding my blog on purpose....I've been really injured, and really angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about six weeks now, I've had a pain in my upper back, on the left side, between my shoulder blade and my spine....It would go away, then come back, then go away, etc.... So I tried modifying, I tried being more mindful of keeping my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shoulder blades&lt;/span&gt; flat on my back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chataranga&lt;/span&gt;, I tried to be more mindful of keeping my back straight and not hyper-extending in down dog, I tried taking some time off...and then the muscle spasms started...there was no more kidding myself, so I went to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sent me to a specialist and physical therapy. Turns out I had a vertebral &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;subluxation&lt;/span&gt;...in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vertebra&lt;/span&gt; had rotated out of alignment. The PT popped it back in, and I went on about my life in a semi-crippled way from soreness, until the next day when I demo-ed a pose (very gently! I was being cautious) in a class I was teaching, and I heard a pop and felt excruciating pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the PT this morning, and it had popped back out! So, now I'm on a strict "NO-YOGA" only physical therapy regimen...apparently the muscles around this particular area are weak and malformed after the 6 weeks of wear and tear and it is time to whip them back into shape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I'm angry, and bitter, and I had to miss a weekend with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Manju&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jois&lt;/span&gt; this weekend, that I had already paid for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hmph&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if Ashtanga is too dangerous, or if I push too hard, or if I had a weak spot in my body that needed to be addressed...I hate to be in this place where I am considering switching lineages....I really doubt I will give it up, but seriously, I don't know how much more of this kind of thing I can take...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT* I just read back through my blog, and I've complained of this since MAY 10th! Geez...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-759731203311931244?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/759731203311931244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=759731203311931244&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/759731203311931244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/759731203311931244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-sure-some-of-you-thought-i-was.html' title='I&apos;m sure some of you thought I was a slacker...'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2223276776894960446</id><published>2007-05-29T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T17:44:50.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh how I've missed the Atlantic Coast</title><content type='html'>Living in the smack dab middle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;texas&lt;/span&gt; (or the country for that matter) makes me feel so removed. And having grown up on the east coast, being this far away is hard. Luckily for Memorial Day weekend, my mom invited me and my husband out to Florida. It was one of the most perfect vacations I have ever had. Even managed to do a yoga photo shoot on the beach, I'll post some of the pics here soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only negative is that I didn't practice for the past 5 days. Mysore in the morning should be interesting ! Thank goodness Thursday is a moonday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2223276776894960446?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2223276776894960446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2223276776894960446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2223276776894960446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2223276776894960446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-how-ive-missed-atlantic-coast.html' title='Oh how I&apos;ve missed the Atlantic Coast'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-4643311054693794394</id><published>2007-05-23T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T15:48:20.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You tagged me, you really tagged me ! :)</title><content type='html'>Thank you Tim for tagging me! :) I was beginning to feel like the last kid to be picked for kickball teams! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. While it may not surprise you that I read a lot of blogs, I also read a lot of celebrity gossip blogs like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;perezhilton&lt;/span&gt;.com . It's a habit I'm trying to give up, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;geez&lt;/span&gt; they are strangely compelling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. In college, I used to play pool to supplement my income. They never saw it coming ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am unusually sensitive to light and noise...I'm happiest in a dark or dimly lit room that is absolutely silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I tore my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ACL&lt;/span&gt; on a trampoline when I was 15 years old at a friends house. She never spoke to me again because her family was so scared that mine would sue. We didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I often feel like a phony at work. Like I am the only one there who doesn't belong. I keep promising myself that I'm going to spend all my spare time studying to try to "catch up" with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My favorite meal is cheese pizza and champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have five parents. Dad, Step-Mom, Mom, Step-Dad, Ex-Step-Dad! Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have three tattoos, and plan to get another of the invocation in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sanskrit&lt;/span&gt;, when I graduate teacher training in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;The rules - 1: Each player starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves. 2: People who are tagged, write a blog post about their own 8 random things, and post these rules. 3: At the end of your post you need to tag 8 people and include their names. 4: Don't forget to leave them a comment and tell them they're tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to tag:&lt;br /&gt;Yoga Chickie&lt;br /&gt;A Lotus Girl&lt;br /&gt;Kayla (Mama &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yogini&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Caroline (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ashtangi&lt;/span&gt; Aspirant)&lt;br /&gt;Tiff (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yogini's&lt;/span&gt; Quest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Xzar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabby Cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;EdHo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-4643311054693794394?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/4643311054693794394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=4643311054693794394&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4643311054693794394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4643311054693794394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-tagged-me-you-really-tagged-me.html' title='You tagged me, you really tagged me ! :)'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-6613178991310941410</id><published>2007-05-21T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T14:55:59.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fountain</title><content type='html'>I watched "The Fountain" last night on video. My husband and I have been bound and determined to see it, and we went to 6 video stores last night before we found one in stock. Popular film! And now that I have seen it I get why it was so hard to find. &lt;strong&gt;One of the very best films I have ever seen.&lt;/strong&gt; I may be a little bit biased because I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aronofsky&lt;/span&gt; and a lot of the themes were very yogic. I'm still going to stick my neck out there and highly recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would go into why I love it so much, but that would include spoilers, and I don't want to ruin such a wonderful journey for any of you. But run, don't walk, to your local video store and rent it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Practice News: I'm having a funny feeling on the left side of my upper spine, and it is has been hanging out there for a couple weeks now. It seems like I always have something physically nagging going on. I spoke with Mary after class about it today, and she had a really beautiful way of putting it. She said that our bodies are carrying a history with them. From our ancestors and from our own lives. The practice helps to realign our physical (mental, and spiritual) body, and this process isn't always comfortable. After hearing this, I feel differently about the pain in my back, like I am letting some trauma go from this spot.  She also told me that as the years pass, these nagging issues come fewer and farther between. I hope she is right ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt; everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-6613178991310941410?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/6613178991310941410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=6613178991310941410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6613178991310941410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/6613178991310941410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/05/fountain.html' title='The Fountain'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3599097963816911127</id><published>2007-05-19T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T21:37:44.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dropbacks...Drop! Back!</title><content type='html'>On Friday in morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt;, Mary wanted me to start dropping back by myself....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I don't wanna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now that the mild &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;freakout&lt;/span&gt; is over...I really don't feel like I am ready. She has been assisting me, and I feel like she is doing all the work, and that when I do it myself, I am just going to fall on my head! I think tomorrow morning may be when I just have to go for it. I have a lot of fear in my practice. Headstand took way longer than it needed to, because I was scared of falling over, I don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jump-through&lt;/span&gt; properly because I'm scared I'll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;re-injure&lt;/span&gt; my shoulder. I've never attempted forearm stand (see headstand). And now, I can't seem to bring myself to make the drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving practice in spite of this fear. I've been given all the poses except &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;setu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bandhasana&lt;/span&gt;. Very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started "teaching" classes fairly regularly. I have classes at my house, and I'm assisting with my second mentor. I'm surprised how much I'm going to have to get used to. Teaching is so much more complicated than I thought it was going to be. I look forward to having my own public classes where I can begin to feel more comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all having a good weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3599097963816911127?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3599097963816911127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3599097963816911127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3599097963816911127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3599097963816911127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/05/dropbacksdrop-back.html' title='Dropbacks...Drop! Back!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3183947625417497186</id><published>2007-05-15T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:39:18.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Banged Up</title><content type='html'>Okay, either I am the most clumsy person in the world, or I am pushing myself too hard. I have teeny weeny injuries all over the place! They consist of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bruises on the sides of both elbows from my legs pressing my arms into the ground in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kurmasana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A small sprain on my left foot from landing weird on the top of my foot while jumping through&lt;br /&gt;-A very sore inside of my left knee from landing on it when jumping back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bakasana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A sore upper left spine, maybe from the rounding of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kurmasana&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Supta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kurmasana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A sore left SI joint, from demo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; revolved positions while teaching when not warm enough&lt;br /&gt;-Sore lower back from drop backs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, despite all of these, I'm really enjoying my practice and am being given a new pose almost daily. And any one of these on their own wouldn't be so bad, but I feel so beat up that it is definitely forcing me to take it easier....I don't want to be that person in class that is always injuring themselves...thank goodness tomorrow is a moon day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3183947625417497186?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3183947625417497186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3183947625417497186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3183947625417497186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3183947625417497186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-banged-up.html' title='All Banged Up'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-8775018047522814403</id><published>2007-05-10T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T21:47:49.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Injuries and Openings....</title><content type='html'>I have a funny feeling in my upper back on the left side of my spine...not enough pain yet to be an injury, so I'll just refer to it as an opening... I was talking with Mary about it today, and she told me a story about how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Guruji&lt;/span&gt; says that pain is "a symptom of the practice".  I agree to a certain extent. Pain due to body changes and "openings" is totally fine, I think it teaches you to be strong and focused... That being said, pain due to injuries is not okay, although sometimes it is hard to tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Baddha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Konasana&lt;/span&gt; today. Very cool. First pose I've ever been "given". My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; practice before Mary was not as traditional, so I went the whole way through the primary series. I'm trying to not be attached to getting poses, but it is exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher training again on Saturday. And then I teach my first class on Sunday. Whew, time is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;flyin&lt;/span&gt;'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-8775018047522814403?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/8775018047522814403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=8775018047522814403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8775018047522814403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8775018047522814403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/05/injuries-and-openings.html' title='Injuries and Openings....'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-4656355760258666007</id><published>2007-05-07T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T12:20:27.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga, Yoga, and More Yoga!</title><content type='html'>This weekend was teacher training, we have been together as a group for a while now, and have grown really close. This process has been extremely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;transformative&lt;/span&gt; for me, and I believe I have made some life long friends. Shout out to my Kula if any of you are reading! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; was rough today. I guess from sitting around in training all weekend I tightened up...My shoulders in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Prasarita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Padottanasana&lt;/span&gt; C were "as if someone had filled them with cement". Someone on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ashtangi&lt;/span&gt;.net said it that way once, and I liked it. I'm hoping to be a bit more limber tomorrow.  Mary suggested to me last week that I drink more water to help with my stamina, and boy has it! It's interesting to me how we forget how essential water is...keeps us energized, allows us to detoxify, fights depression and anxiety, keeps our skin soft and supple, etc, etc, etc,... and I still lapse in drinking enough. My new mission is to carry a bottle with me everywhere :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more soon, I'm swamped and want to fit in posts as often as I can, but they may be a wee shorter for a little while :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-4656355760258666007?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/4656355760258666007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=4656355760258666007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4656355760258666007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4656355760258666007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/05/yoga-yoga-and-more-yoga.html' title='Yoga, Yoga, and More Yoga!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-1474851383679687606</id><published>2007-05-03T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T21:46:15.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Mysore with Mary</title><content type='html'>Okay, I was skeptical at first about this whole early morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; thing...but I have to say I freaking love it.  Granted, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; was a moon day, and I've only been today and Tuesday, but I can't wait to get up in the morning and go tomorrow! I'm converted!  I have a feeling that this will be cyclical, like all things in life, and I will go through phases where I don't want to get up so early every day. If I can just remember how much I love it now, that should carry me through the times I don't love it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Flinn is an amazing teacher. She doesn't leave room for slacking off, and is very helpful and compassionate. I am really enjoying learning from her. She has given me through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Garba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pindasana&lt;/span&gt;, and says that it isn't really about the poses, she thinks they are there for me to continue, she says it is more about stamina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with her about that one. My stamina is lacking lately, between switching to morning practice, that month hiatus for my shoulder, and giving up meat (yes I've finally gone vegetarian), my body is going through some adjustments. I see progress though, so I am pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher training again this weekend! I'm about half way through...Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-1474851383679687606?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/1474851383679687606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=1474851383679687606&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1474851383679687606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1474851383679687606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/05/morning-mysore-with-mary.html' title='Morning Mysore with Mary'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-7708951220966201602</id><published>2007-04-30T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T18:40:55.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nadi Shodana</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine was giving a workshop called "Intro to Second Series" and I decided it would be fun to check it out....boy was I right, and very wrong. First let me say that I do not think that I should be moving on to second any time soon, I was just curious. Then, I'd like to say that anyone practicing second should stop reading this and do something nice for themselves instead. Second series is no joke!  I feel like a piece of chewed bubble gum today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; in the mornings tomorrow. I told Mary at a party for her this weekend that I would be in her morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; classes, so that I couldn't back out.  I hope I adjust to the new schedule quickly, I've never been a morning person, but I can't pass up the opportunity to study with her. Any advice on making the transition?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-7708951220966201602?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/7708951220966201602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=7708951220966201602&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7708951220966201602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7708951220966201602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/nadi-shodana.html' title='Nadi Shodana'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2064894735683280095</id><published>2007-04-27T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T21:44:13.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha!</title><content type='html'>I bound my hands in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Supta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kurmasana&lt;/span&gt; by myself for the first time ever today! :) Hurrah....more to come....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2064894735683280095?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2064894735683280095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2064894735683280095&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2064894735683280095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2064894735683280095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/ha.html' title='Ha!'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-4201601852479083050</id><published>2007-04-27T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T10:04:59.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For a Dear Friend</title><content type='html'>A close family friend, Lynda C Malone, passed away very recently from cancer. My husband has created an endowment in her name to donate to the American Institute for Cancer Research every year for the life of the fund, for years and years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website is &lt;a href="http://www.lyndamalonefoundation.org/"&gt;http://www.lyndamalonefoundation.org&lt;/a&gt; . If you can spare it, please visit the site and help us honor her memory and the memories of those lost to cancer around the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-4201601852479083050?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/4201601852479083050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=4201601852479083050&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4201601852479083050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4201601852479083050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/for-dear-friend.html' title='For a Dear Friend'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-4218042255366965167</id><published>2007-04-27T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T09:58:01.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength and Stamina</title><content type='html'>You know how sometimes you will have a practice where you begin to wonder if you are capable of practicing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; yoga? Anyway, I hope you know. I'm still gaining speed from the month off I think. I can't for the life of me make it through an entire class without skipping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vinyasas&lt;/span&gt; left and right. And my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jumpbacks&lt;/span&gt; are excruciating. So much effort in each one that I poop out right around Mari A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that this is part of the journey, and I love that, I just feel so weak sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last class with my mentor was last night. He has told us he is moving to a different studio downtown, so I could still see him every so often, which is good... The torch is being passed to Mary Flinn this weekend at a potluck dinner. Her first public class is Saturday, and I will go. I'm excited to have the chance to study with a teacher certified by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;guruji&lt;/span&gt;. And a different point of view is always helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the "cool kids" are going to the potluck, and some of them have even acknowledged my existence over the past few days. I hope that having some social interactions outside the studio will help us bond. Thanks for the enlightening comments about this situation, my perspective was a little narrow, and realizing that has made me feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-4218042255366965167?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/4218042255366965167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=4218042255366965167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4218042255366965167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4218042255366965167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/strength-and-stamina.html' title='Strength and Stamina'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-5413398101863249605</id><published>2007-04-23T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T09:00:56.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I, Like 15?</title><content type='html'>I feel silly writing about this, but it has bothered me for a little while now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that it happens in other lineages as well, but does anyone besides me ever get annoyed with the cliquishness of some groups of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; practitioners? I've also been getting a really bad vibe from some of the women in my classes ... a cattiness if you will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize that adults act like teenagers everywhere, at work, school, in the grocery store, and even in yoga class, but I do feel like it is a little rampant with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ashtangis&lt;/span&gt;... wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It bothers me more than it should, I start wondering why they don't like me, and how I can get them to like me....then I realize I am being ridiculous and try to forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, teacher training was good this weekend. We've transitioned from lecture type classes about yogic philosophy, literature, and history to teaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt;. Only four months to graduation. Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I think that my mentor leaving is affecting me more than I thought... I had a dream the other night that I was so late that I missed his last class, and I was really upset. I guess I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;subconsciously&lt;/span&gt; feel that there is something I still want to learn from him before he goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Monday everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-5413398101863249605?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/5413398101863249605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=5413398101863249605&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5413398101863249605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5413398101863249605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-am-i-like-15.html' title='What am I, Like 15?'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2915972795613482053</id><published>2007-04-19T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T21:31:51.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I so got called out...</title><content type='html'>On my way to led primary tonight I realized that I was actually dreading practicing. It happens every once and a while, I just imagine all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;asanas&lt;/span&gt; to come, and I want to start just to get it over with. So, I came up with an "awesome" plan, I would ask my teacher to assist so I wouldn't have to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing, when I came in and said "I was thinking I could assist instead of practicing tonight", he saw right through me and said aloud to the whole class "Sounds to me like someone just doesn't want to practice!"....How the eff did he know that! I got called out....and then something amazing happened, I had a wonderful practice. It may have been destined to be awesome either way, but I'll never know. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kurmasana&lt;/span&gt; with heels off the floor, binding to the wrist in all the Mari's (except D, don't be crazy! :)), and hands to floor in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prasarita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;padottanasana&lt;/span&gt; C (okay, that was with an adjustment, but it was still the first time I've touched, help or no help).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will keep me motivated for a while, you never know when that really great practice will be, so when the urge is there to skip it, don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, teacher training is this weekend. And in just over a week, I'll begin a regular  morning Mysore class with Mary Flinn! :) She is recognized by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Guruji&lt;/span&gt;, and is going to be by far the most experienced teacher that I've studied with long term. I figure weekend workshops with David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Swenson&lt;/span&gt; don't count. I'm really excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all a good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2915972795613482053?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2915972795613482053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2915972795613482053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2915972795613482053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2915972795613482053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-so-got-called-out.html' title='I so got called out...'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-8681661052357200033</id><published>2007-04-17T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:32:29.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjustments</title><content type='html'>I am learning to adjust practitioners from my mentor.  It is so strange being the one giving the adjustments as opposed to receiving them. I have to say I am having a little anxiety about adjusting people. I know that I love them and will take them from anyone who knows what they are doing, but for some reason I am worried (projecting) that people will not think I'm "worthy" to adjust them. I guess since I am a new teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...tomorrow I will adjust the class that I normally practice in, I'll let you know how that goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-8681661052357200033?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/8681661052357200033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=8681661052357200033&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8681661052357200033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8681661052357200033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/adjustments.html' title='Adjustments'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-1134504229107028633</id><published>2007-04-15T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T21:38:31.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anusara: Nit-picking or Helpful Hints?</title><content type='html'>During teacher training I had a workshop today about teaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;back-bends&lt;/span&gt;. I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;back-bends&lt;/span&gt;, so I was really excited for this. It was taught by Christina Sell who studied with John Friend. She, not to mention the other teachers from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;anusara&lt;/span&gt; tradition that I have had, is very very concerned with alignment and adjustments of every joint, and even the most subtle actions of those joints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One the one hand I love breaking the movements and postures down to that level, on the other it sometimes seems kind of annoying. When I am trying to incorporate so many things at once, I often feel overwhelmed and lose focus in the posture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me being naive, or is it okay to sometimes just feel your way through an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt;? To enjoy it and find what feels right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't mean to bad-mouth this class I had, despite what I've just said, I learned to open my upper back much more, which allowed much deeper back-bends in every posture we did.  The techniques I learned will stick with me through the rest of my life. And I LOVE Christina, she is the most amazing teacher, super funny and friendly, and just the right amount of intensity plus compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some random thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another random note, I may have been offered a job replacing my mentor who is leaving the studio...weird....I'm not sure if anyone would take me seriously and want to learn from me when I have been practicing beside them, and I would all of a sudden be the instructor. I doubt I would react well to that....but maybe some people would !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule has really been getting in the way of a regular practice for the past (and probably future) few days. Not to mention a nasty head cold. Hard to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;udjayi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pranayama&lt;/span&gt; with so much mucus! Gross! Did I just say that? :) I hope to get back to it on Tuesday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping you are all feeling well and happy! Will post again super soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-1134504229107028633?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/1134504229107028633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=1134504229107028633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1134504229107028633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1134504229107028633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/anusara-nit-picking-or-helpful-hints.html' title='Anusara: Nit-picking or Helpful Hints?'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-5382247027628950865</id><published>2007-04-12T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T22:24:17.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Days</title><content type='html'>We took our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;boston&lt;/span&gt; to the vet today. He needed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;heartgard&lt;/span&gt;, and we found out he has an ear infection! It took four grown men to hold down my 20 pound dog to give him ear drops! I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; and proud all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the campus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; class that I used to attend months ago. It was really nice to visit, but I was surprised what my practice used to be like. The room was air conditioned (70 degrees), with mirrors, and the primary series was extremely modified. We skipped about half the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;asanas&lt;/span&gt;! It is an intro course for college students, so I guess it really isn't that surprising, but it is strange for me to think about how much my practice has changed. I feel more "official" now, which really means nothing, but I think you know what I mean. Maybe more "traditional" would be a better way to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've added a couple new pics on the side there, the state of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;backbend&lt;/span&gt;, and Mari D :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-5382247027628950865?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/5382247027628950865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=5382247027628950865&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5382247027628950865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5382247027628950865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/dog-days.html' title='Dog Days'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-7566691357397227759</id><published>2007-04-07T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T13:31:20.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow and Steady</title><content type='html'>Ventured out in the cold (37 degrees) and rain this morning to go to led primary. Took it slow and easy...some strength coming back slowly. Plus I usually practice in the evening, so I cut myself some slack. It's funny how much more grateful I am for my practice having had to give it mostly up for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I seem to be perpetual students....or maybe just perpetually stupid:)...we keep enrolling in long-term higher education programs, straining ourselves financially and for time. We are known as "the busiest couple" in our family. For a while I thought it was because we were forced into this situation, but then I realized that we are making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt; decisions to do this. I chose to enter a PhD program, and then chose to enter an intense 9 month yoga teacher training program at the same time. He chose to enter an MBA program in the evenings while working full time at a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping we get this out of our systems after this round and just settle down and enjoy the fruits of our labor for a while. I feel like I am always striving for the next goal, swimming against the current as hard as I can. I'd like to let go, and float, let the current carry me for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is true in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; practice as well. My teacher was saying today during final breathing that it is important to relax and remove some of the intensity in your practice. Otherwise you are just tightening up and impeding your progress. I love the idea of this, that as soon as you give in, let go, and relax, it comes. Going to meditate on that for a while. Make it my resolution during yoga &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nidra&lt;/span&gt; for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-7566691357397227759?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/7566691357397227759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=7566691357397227759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7566691357397227759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7566691357397227759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/slow-and-steady.html' title='Slow and Steady'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-3280820978759502006</id><published>2007-04-06T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T09:43:33.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't resist</title><content type='html'>So, after telling myself it would be okay to practice every other day while I get back up to speed with my practice....I practiced last night. That's two days in a row, no day in between...and I was super sore, and skipped almost all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vinyasas&lt;/span&gt;, put my legs up the wall during most of the closing sequence...and loved it. I'm thinking that doing a 50% practice every day or a 90% practice every other day is about the same thing :) Regardless, I've missed practice so much. I couldn't resist. I would say I'll take today off, but who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-3280820978759502006?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/3280820978759502006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=3280820978759502006&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3280820978759502006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/3280820978759502006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-couldnt-resist.html' title='I couldn&apos;t resist'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2935046543968952684</id><published>2007-04-05T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T08:29:41.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait a Minute Mr. Postman</title><content type='html'>The Grant is gone...I sent it last night to Bethesda, Maryland. Hurray! I slept better last night than I have in almost a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That could have also been because I went to my first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; style class in a month. It was only my second class practice back. I'm surprised how much strength and stamina I have lost over the break. I am sore in places that I haven't been sore in for almost a year. I can tell my body needs to rebuild. But don't think I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;. I enjoyed that practice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; much. I like having to slow down a bit and be mindful of every posture and every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vinyasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll practice every other day for a while to work back into a daily practice. Slow and steady...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2935046543968952684?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2935046543968952684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2935046543968952684&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2935046543968952684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2935046543968952684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/wait-minute-mr-postman.html' title='Wait a Minute Mr. Postman'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-436935919398084425</id><published>2007-04-01T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:31:54.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Swing of Things?</title><content type='html'>I went to led primary yesterday morning. I modified quite heavily to be safe, no jump-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;throughs&lt;/span&gt; or backs, no arm balances, I refrained from sweeping my arms over my head, etc.  It was a really really nice practice. It felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; good to be back in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the arm feels fine, which makes sense because of all of the modifications, but I am super duper sore today. It was weird because during practice, I was extra bendy, even though I thought for sure I wasn't going to be able to touch my toes. I hadn't practiced in three weeks!  But, I was laying on my legs in all the seated forward bends, my head was touching my shins in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;uttanasana&lt;/span&gt;...and today my muscles are wrecked. It didn't feel like a ton of effort at the time, but I am more sore than I have been in a long time. I sorta love it though, it reminds me that I am finally practicing again. I'm a sicko, what can I say :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been continuing to observe/assist with my mentors classes. That is such a nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;.  He teaches &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hatha&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hatha&lt;/span&gt; flow, so I've gotten to see a lot of different types of classes. Tomorrow night I'm going to go observe a beginner's series. I'm really excited about that because the people who attend my mentor's classes seem to be fairly advanced, and I feel like I'll learn more teaching/observing beginners. I'll blog about that tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then you little sweeties!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-436935919398084425?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/436935919398084425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=436935919398084425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/436935919398084425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/436935919398084425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-in-swing-of-things.html' title='Back in the Swing of Things?'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-9116876993224402636</id><published>2007-03-30T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T14:08:38.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing in the rain</title><content type='html'>A large storm has blown into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;texas&lt;/span&gt;. I am at home with my pup listening to the rain falling. I'm hoping all this rain may wash some of the pollen away, as my allergies are crazy today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later today I am going to present my research to some students my program is recruiting. That is really fun, in a nostalgic sort of way. I love to remember going on interviews and visiting the university, and it is fun to think that I am now showing off this university to prospective students, as the cycle continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been observing a lot of classes instead of practicing. This has been really eye opening. As a student practicing in the class, it is difficult for me to see the entire picture sometimes. To step back and watch the whole class practice is really nice. I get to see the adjustments as the teach gives them, I get to see how people adjust themselves, and the breathing and energy is very comforting. I'd like to hang out there all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may try to get back into the swing of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt; practice myself tomorrow morning. We'll see about that...don't want to awaken the sleeping giant in my shoulder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot about being good, kind, and forgiving with one's self lately. I really think that too often, we are judgemental of each other, but even more so of ourselves. We are very hard on ourselves!  I'm trying to cut myself a break lately, and I like it :) I'm doing the best that I can in my life, and that feels really good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-9116876993224402636?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/9116876993224402636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=9116876993224402636&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/9116876993224402636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/9116876993224402636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/03/singing-in-rain.html' title='Singing in the rain'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-639202319342451055</id><published>2007-03-28T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T19:38:39.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Tele</title><content type='html'>My husband and I have decided to get rid of television....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;oooooooooh&lt;/span&gt; I'm scared! And strangely excited! It is one of those things that I've known we should do for long time, but have not had the will power to do.  I mentioned the other day to my hubby that I have been considering it, I think in a way to get him to push me to agree to do it. He has always felt it was bad, a distraction, etc....but I grew up with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;t.v.&lt;/span&gt; on non-stop. This will take some adjusting to, but it is already cool because I feel like I have so much more time in the evening. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start practicing full primary again soon, the tendons seem to have calmed down finally...they were angry little fellas for a while there, I wonder how it will be going back after three weeks off? I'm worried I will have lost a ton of strength, flexibility, and stamina. How has everybody else done after breaks like this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-639202319342451055?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/639202319342451055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=639202319342451055&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/639202319342451055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/639202319342451055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/03/farewell-tele.html' title='Farewell Tele'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-7936162485275049250</id><published>2007-03-26T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T20:57:13.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Observing</title><content type='html'>Teacher training all weekend this past weekend, 10 hours both days. Classes included: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pranayama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: breath and ratio, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pranayama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: breath and movement, Deepening in meditation, Sensory systems, Sun Salutations, &amp; Basic Yogic Philosophy. Now that we are about 1/3 of the way through this journey together, we are all starting to get close.  It feels kind of like summer camp:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I observed my first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; class with my mentor.  I have to say it was a truly inspiring experience. Thank you to everyone who practices &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for being such an inspiration. Watching a group of people practice in synchrony was beautiful to behold. So many different bodies, so many different versions of the same posture, all beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Om.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vande&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gurunam&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;charanaravinde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                               &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sandarsita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;svatmasukhava&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bodhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                               &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nihsreyase&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;jangalikayamane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                               &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;samsara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;halahala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mohasantyai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;abahu&lt;/span&gt;                                                &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;purusakaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                               &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sankhacakrasi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dharinam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                               &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sahasra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;sirasam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;svetam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                               &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;pranamami&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;patanjalim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Om&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sending thoughts and prayers to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Guruji&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-7936162485275049250?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/7936162485275049250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=7936162485275049250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7936162485275049250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/7936162485275049250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/03/observing.html' title='Observing'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-8106614467419021949</id><published>2007-03-22T13:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T13:24:14.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't....keep....my.....eyes.....open....</title><content type='html'>So tired today....good grief...My grant is in the hands of my boss for his input. That's the good news. The bad news is that I'm exhausted and the editing after his comments will be as much if not more work than writing this draft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side, the arm is finally starting to slowly improve. I was beginning to wonder if it was ever going to heal. Even though only time will tell how it will perform in the long run, I'm feeling optimistic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is teacher training. Two ten hour days of yoga! I'm excited even though I know I'll be hating life without my weekend off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my husband apparently reads my blog more often than I thought. Last night he used it as leverage. He wanted me to walk him through some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt;, and I was pooped. Then he said, "I'm going to post on your blog and tell on you if you don't" :)  Guess I beat him to the punch by telling on myself, but I thought it was super cute that he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jonesing&lt;/span&gt; for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt;!  His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;namaskar&lt;/span&gt; are starting to look really good, his body seems more lubricated like he has kicked off some of the dust from not stretching and moving much. Hurray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-8106614467419021949?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/8106614467419021949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=8106614467419021949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8106614467419021949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8106614467419021949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/03/cantkeepmyeyesopen.html' title='Can&apos;t....keep....my.....eyes.....open....'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-1364185720976710687</id><published>2007-03-19T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T14:28:57.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmph....that's me pouting :)</title><content type='html'>I've resigned to the fact that I need to take a couple weeks off from practice. Well, any part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt; that involves my right arm anyway. I won't complain more about my shoulder after this post, that's enough....but the update is that I will take the next week or two off, I plan to spend much more time reading, meditating, and practicing yoga nidra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, my husband is almost able to touch his toes now, after many nights of forward bends! He emailed me from work to say he was waiting by the printer and decided to stretch a bit, and was surprised at how "bendy" he felt. Fun! Unfortunately, I've been a sore sport about not being able to practice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt; myself, and have not been teaching him as often...going to get back on track tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a thought yesterday about how my two value systems that I adhere to are at odds and very polarized. It all started when my husband bought a new car. He really needed one, his old car was threatening to lose its right front wheel while in motion and was worth less than the cost of repairs. He bought a brand new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jetta&lt;/span&gt;. It is beautiful, I started thinking about how I can't wait to get my PhD and get paid a real salary, so I can buy a new car! The thing is, I have a great car already, bought it new three years ago to take me through graduate school. It still looks and drives like it is new....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that my yogic view on the world makes me want to renounce material &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;possessions&lt;/span&gt;, but there is a large part of me that loves luxury! Finding a balance is quite interesting! I feel guilty for wanting things I don't "need", things I only "want". The other part of me feels that it may be damn near impossible to escape the material mindset in the united states, where everywhere you look it is all about excess...My two minds are duking it out in there, Who will win out? Only time will tell...probably neither :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-1364185720976710687?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/1364185720976710687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=1364185720976710687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1364185720976710687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/1364185720976710687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/03/hmphthats-me-pouting.html' title='Hmph....that&apos;s me pouting :)'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2017440347444586559</id><published>2007-03-16T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T22:50:32.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do...</title><content type='html'>Ah bicep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tendonitis&lt;/span&gt;...any advice on how to "rest" the proximal bicep tendon AND practice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt;? :) OR, any one else experienced bicep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tendonitis&lt;/span&gt;? I'd love to hear your story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, what do people think about injuries in general? Is it best to practice through them, modifying, or is it best to wait until you are sure you are totally healed to return to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;asana&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm debating about whether to go to led class in the morning, the shoulder is not up to par, maybe going and skipping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vinyasas&lt;/span&gt; is the way to go. The safe way to go would be to wait, I spent 20 something years not practicing, I don't think another week or so would kill me !  Oh, but I do miss the energy of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend Everyone ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2017440347444586559?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2017440347444586559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2017440347444586559&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2017440347444586559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2017440347444586559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-to-do.html' title='What to do...'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-4317593747599718822</id><published>2007-03-15T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T16:03:12.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference a day makes</title><content type='html'>Here is that more positive entry that I was hoping to be able to write today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my favorite lesson that yoga has taught me is that unhappiness comes from searching for permanence in a world of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;impermanence&lt;/span&gt;. I have accepted that the tides of change are a force beyond control, and that is so comforting when things are not going so well. I really have started to count on and believe in the fact that no matter how sad, tired, down, hopeless, etc that I may feel in any one moment, that the next moment will be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, finding comfort in the impermanence is actually just accepting the permanence of impermanence....love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to say that I don't live in each passing moment. Paradoxically, that has become second nature to me as well as a result of my practice. Knowing that the next moment will be different allows me to be present in the current one without anxiety, and to really sink into it and experience it while I have it. For example, when my hamstrings are burning in a forward bend I try to really experience it, knowing that it will pass soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what it all boils down to is that practicing yoga makes me more comfortable in my own skin and allows me to relax and take things in stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoulder pain is down to a dull ache, and I seem to have full range of motion again. I did a mini-practice in my bedroom this afternoon and plan to start with led classes on Saturday and mysore on Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-4317593747599718822?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/4317593747599718822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=4317593747599718822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4317593747599718822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4317593747599718822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-difference-day-makes.html' title='What a difference a day makes'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-2121779249203099140</id><published>2007-03-14T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T15:17:25.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insult to Injury: Part Deux</title><content type='html'>WARNING: this post is full of me whining...in continuing to read it, the reader waives any right to pick on me or my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after my last post, my right shoulder stiffened up and became racked with pain...I went to the doctor yesterday, and she tugged on my arm in all different directions and gave me the news: " proximal bicep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tendonitis&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been improving a lot, every day I wake up and it feels leaps and bounds better than the day before, but no yoga for three days now... Well, that isn't entirely true, no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vinyasas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chatarangas&lt;/span&gt;, arms in the air (as I can't bring my right one over my head), weight on my arms, etc...you get the picture, pretty much just forward bends with my hands on my waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed the break from practice; I think my recent rash of injuries indicates I'm pushing too hard. It has also given me time to think about that very issue. Have I been pushing too hard in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shala&lt;/span&gt;, or too hard in the rest of my life so there isn't anything left for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shala&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I am a very busy graduate student, my research is freaking stressful (as most of our jobs are I'm sure), and I have an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;unsupportive&lt;/span&gt; boss ( who even made me cry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hysterically&lt;/span&gt; today ).  Combine that with Austin traffic, writing a federal grant (for the second time as it was rejected the first time, so really re-writing it), feeling the pinch in the financial department (remember I'm a grad student), and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ashtanga&lt;/span&gt; injury after injury. I've run out of internal strength and joy as well as the energy to regenerate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No purpose really to writing all this down, except to stop it from rolling around in my head. I look forward to tomorrow and to writing a more positive entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-2121779249203099140?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/2121779249203099140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=2121779249203099140&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2121779249203099140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/2121779249203099140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/03/insult-to-injury-part-deux.html' title='Insult to Injury: Part Deux'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-8483890760776214113</id><published>2007-03-12T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T09:38:56.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insult to Injury</title><content type='html'>So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; class was crazy yesterday. I wasn't feeling connected to my practice, and as a result I think I was sloppy...halfway through I was jumping through and my toenail sliced open my right wrist!  Then I had some odd emotional reaction to the blood/injury! Usually I'm not such a weenie! I had to leave the room, sit down (the room was getting dark and my head was spinning), sip water, and collect myself. Anyone else had a strange emotional experience during practice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go back in and finish which I was happy I did, and when I told the teach about my experience he said, (and I quote) "Blood, sweat, and tears of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ashtanga&lt;/span&gt;".   That got me thinking... There seems to be at least two camps of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ashtangis&lt;/span&gt;...those that sacrifice and are proud of their blood, sweat, and tears....and those that feel that those elements are a little to harsh (maybe not the sweat).  I am from the latter camp. I don't want to feel blood and tears are necessary to practice this form of yoga....and I don't plan to teach my students that they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-8483890760776214113?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/8483890760776214113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=8483890760776214113&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8483890760776214113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/8483890760776214113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/03/insult-to-injury.html' title='Insult to Injury'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-4138969219862390191</id><published>2007-03-11T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T13:50:13.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight! I have issues...</title><content type='html'>So, ugh, lately I have been thinking about my weight...I thought I had managed to escape a few of my body issues,  but I made the mistake of weighing myself recently, and the number surprised me, a lot...Then today I read Yoga Chickie's post about losing weight to make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Supta&lt;/span&gt; K easier...ewe, then I started thinking I should make an effort to lose some weight to see if that's true...It's been months since I thought I looked "fat", and I doubt much has changed with my body over the last 24 hours, but my mental outlook sure has...hate it...need....to....resist...the urge to....judge...myself...ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mysore&lt;/span&gt; with the teach...I'm excited about it, and hope that I can leave my mind at the door. I would love to have a practice today where I listen to my body and let it guide me through, so that I can be in a more contemplative and meditative state, rather than a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;competitive&lt;/span&gt; one :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-4138969219862390191?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/4138969219862390191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=4138969219862390191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4138969219862390191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/4138969219862390191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/03/weight-i-have-issues.html' title='Weight! I have issues...'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-5343637196459582561</id><published>2007-03-08T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T16:28:14.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disconnected</title><content type='html'>Today my cable/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; went down for around 4 hours. I had decided to stay home to work on a grant I am writing (which I need the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; for...). I was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; how weird I felt without having access to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; or having the television on. I got so uncomfortable that I left the house to go shopping for a little while. I've actually been toying with getting rid of television lately, and this is just more fuel for the fire, maybe I'll be making that plunge sooner than later...maybe an experimental trial run is in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, another experiment I would like to try is to stop blogging about progress with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;asanas&lt;/span&gt;, which ones I bound in, whether or not I did a headstand, etc. (as this really isn't the point of my practice) and start blogging more about my spiritual journey, teacher training, and meditation.  In the spirit of this, I have been wanting to increase the amount of time I spend meditating. My current techniques include body scanning/mindfulness and concentrating on the retentions between breaths. Anyone have a technique that has been successful for them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-5343637196459582561?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/5343637196459582561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=5343637196459582561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5343637196459582561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/5343637196459582561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/03/disconnected.html' title='Disconnected'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067940541154968653.post-643417371803218089</id><published>2007-03-07T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T17:02:08.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drill Sergeant</title><content type='html'>Went to an evening class last night at northwest...I felt extra bendy for some reason, I love those days. The class had a lot more new folks than usual, so the teach spent some time giving us drills to do to work on jumping through. That was really nice, because when new students aren't there we don't get much in the way of explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway he gave us this one drill that was really helpful for jumping through with knees crossed. You sit as you would when you first come through with your knees crossed and the top edges of your feet on the ground, ankles crossed. Your arms are straight by your hips, you then lift your hips up and support yourself on your hands and the edges of your feet. It's great to build strength in the places you use to pull yourself through and lower. Needless to say, my arms are sore in new places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067940541154968653-643417371803218089?l=stilltheturning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/feeds/643417371803218089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067940541154968653&amp;postID=643417371803218089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/643417371803218089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067940541154968653/posts/default/643417371803218089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stilltheturning.blogspot.com/2007/03/drill-sergeant.html' title='Drill Sergeant'/><author><name>Elaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593084229552137995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
