some times I’m just not interested in capturing my practice, taking pictures or filming some complicated transition. sometimes (let’s be real, most of the time) I’m sweaty and my bangs are stuck to my face. I get extra extra rosey cheeks when I practice and I wear cut off ratty old band tshirts. By the end of a practice, sometimes I’m just tired, sometimes I’m blissed out, sometimes I’m mad, and sometimes I just don’t give a shit about taking a photo for Instagram.
Patrick took this picture of me after our home practice this afternoon because I felt like I needed to post something, I hadn’t posted in more than a day (blasphemy). So there you have it. No inspirational quote, just some yoga in my kitchen. (Just be glad I didn’t subject you to my wrinkled lil’ bub tshirt I was wearing :)
Summer in Seattle is simply the best.
hands grounded into the earth, toes reaching for the clouds.
caaaalllllliiiifornia [OC song voice]
wild turkey press. somebody please tell me they know a better Sanskrit name for this lift…
I dunno if you're aware that there is a picture of you on "thinspirationparty" blog but "thinspiration" just feels like the wrong message, ya know? It's more about be happy and healthy than a size 0 and deteriorating.
Asked by Anonymous
Hi there, I’ve heard plenty about “thinspiration” and that whole community on here but I’m not sure what you mean by “a picture of me on thinspirationparty” is that a specific tumblr? I never tag my photos with anything if the sort, everything I post and reblog is geared towards health, yoga, fitness, and positive body image.
summa time and the livins easy
Urdhva Mukha Svanasana. We love to rush this pose, vinyasa’s become drive-by’s, exhales blend into inhales, chaturangas melt into updogs, and our practices, and our lovely shoulders and backs suffer. Slow down, do the practice, and just say no to shitty vinyasas.