Lots of props

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March 8, 2019

Hej and Happy International Womens Day!

On Wednesday, after a nice morning with reading in the sun on the couch with a cup of coffee and Thor sleeping up against my leg, I put a bunch of clothes on (really cold outside these days), took T out, then grabbed my yoga mat and walked over to the yoga studio. I haven’t been there in forever.
The class was more like a restorative/stretch class, so pretty easy and relaxed. We used all the props there. Each person had 4 bolsters, 3 blankets, 4 blocks, 1 strap and 1 eye pillow. I felt very supported:) 

While in class, I started to think about why restorative is good for you other than it’s nice to get some time for yourself while you are also stretching… In Wednesday’s supported pigeon I really didn’t feel any stretching, because I had so much props holding up the body for me, so I was wondering what it was going to be good for. Whenever I’ve done restorative yoga poses before I could see the benefits with it, but on Wednesday in pigeon it made me think.

Passive stretching is good cause you don’t have to use your muscles to hold anything and you can relax, it’s a good way to de-stress and release anxiety, and that’s why I would recommend anyone to do it. But like I just said, now I started to think about why it was going to be good for me and my body this day. There were so many props holding me up that it did nothing for my muscles. My muscles are long and I’m flexible (not as much now as they used to be but still) and for this reason I’ve also been asking the why question every time we had the “stretching section” in the middle of a dance class (which in itself is something I’ve questioned over the years…the muscles that just got warmed up is now getting cold in stretching..why are we doing this?). My teachers always just answered that even if I don’t feel anything in the stretches we do my muscles can still benefit from it. But on Wednesday it felt like I could have stayed in bed at home and get the same result. But maybe that was my practice that day, maybe I was only supposed to take that time to questions things or to meditate. Others with tighter muscles benefited in this so I’m not questioning the pose and props, just, what did it do for me or others with longer muscles? 

It’s good to question things. If you go to a class and you don’t understand why you are doing something, then go ahead and ask the teacher why. I’ve had students who has no idea why we are doing certain movements in warm-ups and when they ask it’s my job to know why, it’s my job to only teach things I have an explanation for. If I have no explanation and can’t figure one out, then I should maybe scratch that out of my teaching (unless of course it’s just a transition move or part of choreography). I have always questioned things, I always analyze things my body is doing. It either made me the best student in the room or probably the most annoying one hahah. 

Throwback: Never Were The Way She Was

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March 7, 2019

📸: A Story Told Well

I found this video (below) the other day and thought I would share it with you again. It’s very cool and creative video made by Derrick Belcham and music by Colin Stetson and Sarah Neufeld. A fun project to be a part of. There’s no way for you to figure out which one of these black characters is me (I can’t really tell myself, I only know where I was placed in the room), but, I am one of them:) Pretty interesting film and it came out beautifully, I enjoy watching it.

March 6

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March 6, 2019

Our wedding day of course means a lot to me, but March 6 is still a very special day to me. On March 6, 2013, the most amazing person I’ve ever met asked me “Will you be my poof forever?” On this day we made our first promise to each other. Yes, saying “I do” and signing a shitload of legal papers was special too, but today six years ago we made that first promise which is just a bit cooler.
Getting married means something to me. Everyone can do whatever they want, if they want to marry someone to stay in the country, have a baby to save their relationship, stay married for the children’s sake, then do that, I don’t care. But for me, getting proposed to meant something and it’s serious to me. I would never had answered “of course” to his question if I didn’t really mean it. And I know that he would have never asked if he wasn’t sure that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me and that I wanted the same.
You never know what can happen in the future. Maybe we get tired of each other and get divorced, who knows, but when he proposed I really thought that this is it, this is the person I will live with for the rest of my life, this is someone I want to live with for the rest of my life. And I still believe that.
On March 6, 2013, we started to plan our lives together for real. Whatever we had talked about before was just loose whatever’s but now we were getting married, getting the same last name, I was going to move to his country not just visit, we were gonna sign papers for joint this and joint that, dream of a future house and future kid together and not separately (although I don’t think J had any of those things in mind at that time, hahah, but I did), we were going to be there for each other no matter what life would bring us. We were going to be a forever team. Jim and Fanny. Mr and Mrs. 

a last blood test?

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March 5, 2019

Hellu! This morning I walked over to the Quest Diagnostics place to have more blood taken from me. I called my doctor last week and asked if there was a place I could reschedule to near me instead of having to take a taxi to New York. I went to this place in June for a regular health checkup thing, it’s not even a 5 minute walk from our apartment. This time I had an appointment which helped. Last time I was there I just walked in and had to sit there for over an hour. I still had to wait today but got in a lot quicker than all the others. When I was done I walked next door to get myself a coffee and blueberry muffin for breakfast. 

I really hope I’m done after today. They want to see that my HCG level goes down to 0 to make sure there’s no cell growth from the molar pregnancy. Going to the doctors is something I’ve always tried to avoid but now when we got pregnant I was totally fine with it because it was for a fun reason. Now I’m still going to the doctors and it’s for a very un-fun reason. I want to put this pregnancy behind me and move on now. Hopefully hearing good news tomorrow. 

first Monday in March

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March 4, 2019

Good Morning all you beautiful souls! How was your weekend? Are you excited for a new week? I am. I’m pumped for a brand new week, a new month (Hello March) and hopefully a new season soon (the groundhog predicted an early spring…I’m waiting!). 
March has so far been snowy. I know, March is part of winter, but I want it to be spring now! We woke up to more snow today. The whole city is actually shut down this morning. Jim just left for work now anyway. I hope he arrives safely. A lot of the richest people in America lives in Connecticut and somehow there’s no money for fixing these awful roads. I’m worried every day when J drives to/from work anyway even on sunny dry summer days, cause not only does the roads suck, people suck at driving here too, so slippery snow roads makes me extra nervous.
It’s very bright outside now though with the white snow and sunny blue sky. Free light therapy:) 

Ok, go ahead and have a happy and awesome Monday!