This year was a challenging for me, lots of changes, lots of issues to deal with, and yet I'm here at the end a better person having gone through it all. I am very grateful for everyone that has touched me this year, and has blessed me with their thoughts, actions, and words. Their kindness and compassion are what fuels my soul, to become a better person.
I pray that 2011 bring you all peace, health, happiness, and joy, and that you all may see the beauty and the wonder that life has to offer.
As for me, I weighed myself this morning and ummm ... I'm absolutely shocked! I'm pretty much a Vegetarian, work out regularly, sometimes intensely, and man, I've picked up a few pounds. It is my wake up call, and I'm definitely gonna do something about it, starting right now. In fact, I just got back from the gym and did an hour's worth of work. Well, anyway, it's all a part of the struggle and process, I'm thankful I have the ability to try and be better.
Happy New Year! Enjoy 2011! And be thankful for 2010!
Friday, December 31, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
Lessons Learned - International Travel
Before I forget, I wanted to make note of a few lessons learned from my first international trip in a long while. Thailand, overall, was an amazing experience, but it wasn't without it's issues.
In any case, some friendly reminders:
- Know the difference between "Domestic" and "International" and the interchange, once you get into your destination. My final destination was Chiang Mai, so I had to change airlines (from International to Domestic) when I arrived in Bangkok. Bags, passport check, etc. needed to be done. I gave myself plenty of time to do this, and I knew there were some logistics involved, but next time I'll be better prepared.
- Fill out your Immigration Forms on the Airline, regardless of what the stewardess tells you. Bummer, my stewardness said I didn't need one, which caused me an extra hour delay going through the Passport Control line, filling a card out, and starting all over. Yuck! :)
- Carry a pen with you. Duh! Can you believe I didn't have a pen on me? I guess iPhones don't do everything.
- Don't pack any "warm" clothes. It was the mildest time of year in Thailand, and while it was "cold" for like 5 minutes in the early, early morning or late evening, there was no need for jeans, sweaters, jackets, etc. at all. As far as shoes go, you could get away with sandals and running/walking shoes with no problem.
- Do pack Mosquito and bug repellent and some form of anti-biotic or bug bite medicine. My teacher brought some Jatamansi Essential Oil, and I brought mass amounts of Neosporin, I think they saved my life, because I was in bug bite heaven. :)
- Take Vitamin B supplements to avoid the bugs. A few of the others in my group avoided the bug bites altogether by take mass dosages of Vitamin B. Seems the bugs don't like B's.
- Spend 2-3 days just on your own. I took just 1 more day for myself, which wasn't nearly enough to see the City and the rest that the town had to offer. I should've stayed for at least 2-3 days, so I could relax, take my time, and settle in. Next time.
- Get money from a main bank, since the service charges will be much less. I lucked out and found a major bank ATM to get money. They changed me $5 surcharge, and my bank ended up charging me like $10 in addition, but this was for about $700 US. Other ATMs charge a lot more, so be careful and don't choose a generic ATM.
- At the Bazaar or market, bargain, it's part of the culture. Don't get caught up into how much you're saving, because it'll end up just being a few dollars, but bargain, it's fun. Try this.
- Eye something, let's say a nice handmade hat (for your kids)
- Look at it, not too much emotion, and say "How much?"
- They'll come back right away with a ridiculously high price ... 350 Baht (which is like $12)
- "Wow, so high, nevermind" ... and start walking away.
- They'll come back and say, you offer me and I'll give you a special price
- Now, go back and forth until you get what you want for one hat. I could probably haggle down to 200 Baht in a matter of minutes. Then ask, what about if I buy three of them?
- Go back and forth until you get an even better deal in quantity.
- I got 3 hats (started at 350 Baht each) for 550 for three. That's like $7 each.
- Hey, it's fun and you know they got a good deal anyway because the locals are paying like 50 Baht for one hat. :) But, that's cool, my kids loved those hats and the stories connected with them.
In any case, some friendly reminders:
- Know the difference between "Domestic" and "International" and the interchange, once you get into your destination. My final destination was Chiang Mai, so I had to change airlines (from International to Domestic) when I arrived in Bangkok. Bags, passport check, etc. needed to be done. I gave myself plenty of time to do this, and I knew there were some logistics involved, but next time I'll be better prepared.
- Fill out your Immigration Forms on the Airline, regardless of what the stewardess tells you. Bummer, my stewardness said I didn't need one, which caused me an extra hour delay going through the Passport Control line, filling a card out, and starting all over. Yuck! :)
- Carry a pen with you. Duh! Can you believe I didn't have a pen on me? I guess iPhones don't do everything.
- Don't pack any "warm" clothes. It was the mildest time of year in Thailand, and while it was "cold" for like 5 minutes in the early, early morning or late evening, there was no need for jeans, sweaters, jackets, etc. at all. As far as shoes go, you could get away with sandals and running/walking shoes with no problem.
- Do pack Mosquito and bug repellent and some form of anti-biotic or bug bite medicine. My teacher brought some Jatamansi Essential Oil, and I brought mass amounts of Neosporin, I think they saved my life, because I was in bug bite heaven. :)
- Take Vitamin B supplements to avoid the bugs. A few of the others in my group avoided the bug bites altogether by take mass dosages of Vitamin B. Seems the bugs don't like B's.
- Spend 2-3 days just on your own. I took just 1 more day for myself, which wasn't nearly enough to see the City and the rest that the town had to offer. I should've stayed for at least 2-3 days, so I could relax, take my time, and settle in. Next time.
- Get money from a main bank, since the service charges will be much less. I lucked out and found a major bank ATM to get money. They changed me $5 surcharge, and my bank ended up charging me like $10 in addition, but this was for about $700 US. Other ATMs charge a lot more, so be careful and don't choose a generic ATM.
- At the Bazaar or market, bargain, it's part of the culture. Don't get caught up into how much you're saving, because it'll end up just being a few dollars, but bargain, it's fun. Try this.
- Eye something, let's say a nice handmade hat (for your kids)
- Look at it, not too much emotion, and say "How much?"
- They'll come back right away with a ridiculously high price ... 350 Baht (which is like $12)
- "Wow, so high, nevermind" ... and start walking away.
- They'll come back and say, you offer me and I'll give you a special price
- Now, go back and forth until you get what you want for one hat. I could probably haggle down to 200 Baht in a matter of minutes. Then ask, what about if I buy three of them?
- Go back and forth until you get an even better deal in quantity.
- I got 3 hats (started at 350 Baht each) for 550 for three. That's like $7 each.
- Hey, it's fun and you know they got a good deal anyway because the locals are paying like 50 Baht for one hat. :) But, that's cool, my kids loved those hats and the stories connected with them.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
One Night in Chiang Mai
So, after 10 days of Yoga, I decided to stay 1 more day in Chiang Mai Town, to explore, shop, and celebrate. It was well worth it. I booked a hotel near town, based on Trip Advisor, it was rated #6 out of many hotels in the City and was reasonably priced, by American Standards and a bit expensive for Thai Standards. I wanted a place with service and luxury for my last night there, and much like everything else in Chiang Mai, the ride getting there is quite a nerve racking experience, but the place once I arrived was out of this world. No complaints there at all, service was superb, room was very clean, up-to-date, unique, and well kept, and the staff was just excellent.
I arrived to Chiang Mai Town in the morning, after checking out of my previous resort hotel where we had our Yoga Retreat. I spent the afternoon resting and taking it easy, knowing that I was going to stay out late that night. So, after getting rested up, I geared up and hit the Night Bazaar with full force. I still had a lot of shopping to do for my family and such, and although I spent a couple of hours at the market with our Yoga Group, I usually like to take my time, look around and explore, and I got the chance to do so. It's funny, I ran into a lot of the same vendors that night, and they all remembered me. I guess it's because I drive a hard bargain, and they're so easy to bargain with. I was joking with my group and what we were actually bargaining for, because the amounts were just so small, relative to U.S. dollars, but hey, it's all part of the experience. I always look for unique things, stuff I don't see twice in a large market setting, but I ended up with a mix of things after racing through all of the people I wanted to get something for. Of course, my daughters are foremost on my list, and I showered them with stuff, just because. :)
Okay, so after that shopping spree, I needed something to carry all of the stuff I bought, so I picked up a 'throw-away' luggage for few dollars, threw everything in, and rolled it back to my hotel room to drop off.
After getting cleaned up, changed, etc. and freeing myself from the massive shopping take, I headed back to the Night Bazaar area, because the "Loy Krathong" or "Yee Ping" Festival of Lights was taking place. It was awesome. Parades down the main street, fireworks and firecrackers going non-stop, masses of people, cars, tuk-tuks, taxis, scooters, and motorbikes lining the streets, and hundreds of sky lanterns dotting the night sky, being launched from all over town. It was probably the single most festive event I've ever partaken in, and I had no expectation or history or knowledge of the festival prior to going to Thailand. I didn't get back to my hotel until very late, just soaking in everything the town had to offer.
The following morning, I got up early and decided to take a long walk down the main streets and check out the top-rated restaurant on Trip Advisor, a place called "The Peppermint Coffee Shop". It was a few miles from my hotel, and I decided to walk it. One thing I noticed, several monks were walking barefoot in the streets, holding large golden bowls, some alone and some in groups. Dotted amongst them were some older folks offering food wrapped up in plastic bags, while the monks prayed and blessed them. This happened for the duration of my walk that early morning, and as it turns out, happens weekly (or maybe daily) early in the mornings. Well, I finally make it my way to the Peppermint Cafe, and before I get there, I find the most beautiful temple I've seen so far. And, of course, I left my camera back at the hotel, so not only did I miss the pictures of the monks in the morning, I missed this opportunity to take pictures of this temple. To make matters worse, I get the restaurant, and uh, it's closed ... until much later that morning. I guess Thai are not early morning people. So I walked back to my hotel and decided to bring my camera this time, and at least get pictures of that beautiful temple.
As I got back to the hotel, a breakfast was waiting for me there, and the staff was up early getting everything ready. After a nice breakfast, I started my long trek back to the temple, when I found a Tuk-Tuk driver to take me. Why not? It was getting hot and humid, and I hadn't been on a Tuk-Tuk this whole trip, make it part of the experience. So, I get there and the driver, in all his hustle, suggests he take me to all of the temples around town. Sure, why not? I know it would cost very little to do so, and it likely negotiatiable, so I decided to go for it, and it was a good decision. 5-6 temples, and 2-3 sites where the Festival of Lights (and Lanterns) were being held brought about some great pictures, and an impromptu tour of the City. I arrived back at my hotel just in time to catch my taxi to the airport, and then begin my long journey home.
It was just 24 hours or so in Chiang Mai, and it felt like a lifetime of experiences. I felt at ease there, with a sense of belonging, even though I know it wasn't home. I feel I could stay longer next time, and enjoy it more not for just 24 hours, but longer for sure. I also discovered that I have seen so little of the world, and probably know as little. I need to travel more, and see the beauty the world has to offer.
I arrived to Chiang Mai Town in the morning, after checking out of my previous resort hotel where we had our Yoga Retreat. I spent the afternoon resting and taking it easy, knowing that I was going to stay out late that night. So, after getting rested up, I geared up and hit the Night Bazaar with full force. I still had a lot of shopping to do for my family and such, and although I spent a couple of hours at the market with our Yoga Group, I usually like to take my time, look around and explore, and I got the chance to do so. It's funny, I ran into a lot of the same vendors that night, and they all remembered me. I guess it's because I drive a hard bargain, and they're so easy to bargain with. I was joking with my group and what we were actually bargaining for, because the amounts were just so small, relative to U.S. dollars, but hey, it's all part of the experience. I always look for unique things, stuff I don't see twice in a large market setting, but I ended up with a mix of things after racing through all of the people I wanted to get something for. Of course, my daughters are foremost on my list, and I showered them with stuff, just because. :)
Okay, so after that shopping spree, I needed something to carry all of the stuff I bought, so I picked up a 'throw-away' luggage for few dollars, threw everything in, and rolled it back to my hotel room to drop off.
After getting cleaned up, changed, etc. and freeing myself from the massive shopping take, I headed back to the Night Bazaar area, because the "Loy Krathong" or "Yee Ping" Festival of Lights was taking place. It was awesome. Parades down the main street, fireworks and firecrackers going non-stop, masses of people, cars, tuk-tuks, taxis, scooters, and motorbikes lining the streets, and hundreds of sky lanterns dotting the night sky, being launched from all over town. It was probably the single most festive event I've ever partaken in, and I had no expectation or history or knowledge of the festival prior to going to Thailand. I didn't get back to my hotel until very late, just soaking in everything the town had to offer.
The following morning, I got up early and decided to take a long walk down the main streets and check out the top-rated restaurant on Trip Advisor, a place called "The Peppermint Coffee Shop". It was a few miles from my hotel, and I decided to walk it. One thing I noticed, several monks were walking barefoot in the streets, holding large golden bowls, some alone and some in groups. Dotted amongst them were some older folks offering food wrapped up in plastic bags, while the monks prayed and blessed them. This happened for the duration of my walk that early morning, and as it turns out, happens weekly (or maybe daily) early in the mornings. Well, I finally make it my way to the Peppermint Cafe, and before I get there, I find the most beautiful temple I've seen so far. And, of course, I left my camera back at the hotel, so not only did I miss the pictures of the monks in the morning, I missed this opportunity to take pictures of this temple. To make matters worse, I get the restaurant, and uh, it's closed ... until much later that morning. I guess Thai are not early morning people. So I walked back to my hotel and decided to bring my camera this time, and at least get pictures of that beautiful temple.
As I got back to the hotel, a breakfast was waiting for me there, and the staff was up early getting everything ready. After a nice breakfast, I started my long trek back to the temple, when I found a Tuk-Tuk driver to take me. Why not? It was getting hot and humid, and I hadn't been on a Tuk-Tuk this whole trip, make it part of the experience. So, I get there and the driver, in all his hustle, suggests he take me to all of the temples around town. Sure, why not? I know it would cost very little to do so, and it likely negotiatiable, so I decided to go for it, and it was a good decision. 5-6 temples, and 2-3 sites where the Festival of Lights (and Lanterns) were being held brought about some great pictures, and an impromptu tour of the City. I arrived back at my hotel just in time to catch my taxi to the airport, and then begin my long journey home.
It was just 24 hours or so in Chiang Mai, and it felt like a lifetime of experiences. I felt at ease there, with a sense of belonging, even though I know it wasn't home. I feel I could stay longer next time, and enjoy it more not for just 24 hours, but longer for sure. I also discovered that I have seen so little of the world, and probably know as little. I need to travel more, and see the beauty the world has to offer.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
The Spa Resort Chiang Mai Yoga Retreat
I must say, this is a once-in-a-lifetime feeling for me, to experience this level of serenity, calm, and peace for this extended amount of time. To be away from my family, my kids, and my loved ones is difficult, but I do know my reasons for coming here have a lot to do with them.
Chiang Mai, Thailand is a wondrous place, especially the resort we're staying at. Lush greenery, a wonderful Raw Vegan/Vegetarian restaurant, a Yoga Shala atop a mountainside, farms chalk full of fresh fruits and herbs, a Spa where massages are so affordable and yet so skillfully crafted you'd want several per day, beautiful architecture and residences nestled alongside the resort premises, and a tolerable climate which changes slightly throughout the day.
The sunrises and sunsets frame our Yoga and Meditation practices, and our teacher is simply amazing. She is from Thailand, hence my desire to join, and she brings such a centered nature to her classes and practice, that it permeates us all. My retreat-mates are some of the nicest, most down-to-earth, humble, respectful, and just plain "good" people you've ever met. We're all so different, yet we all get along so well, tied together by Yoga and our quest for self realization and improvement. I know I'll be in touch with them in some form or another when I get back home.
The several days of practice have been similar. We get up very early in the morning and trek up the mountainside to the Yoga Shala, a massive open structure on the hillside, overlooking the valley. You can hear birds signing, crickets chirping, and music playing from the temples. You can smell the fresh fruit trees, and sometimes the smoke of excess harvest. And you see the subtle and radiant colors of the sunrise, sunset, and landscape, as you go morning and afternoon. In the morning, we start off with meditation, a deep form of prayer where we go inside and find stillness and peace, often searching for answers to difficult questions, or simply staying silent and still, letting the body and mind come together at rest. We have different themes each day, going over each of the "Chakras" or energy centers or wheels of the body. And we meditate on each one. After that, we have a journal where our teacher asks us a few simple, yet deep questions about ourselves and how they relate to the Chakra we're studying. And we write down our answers in our journals to reflect further on them. One, in particular, was haunting to me. The questions were "What do you like and dislike about yourself?" So I wrote down a few things for each. Then, she mentioned that those things can be attachments or rejections, and in order to free yourself from them, you need to learn to love them both. Well, that begs the question, "How do you love something you don't like?" I mean, to love an attachment is easy, I suppose, but the message there is that you love it, without having an attachment to it, which is more subtle. But, the other side, was tough for me. I almost cried out loud when it hit, because I've heard this before many times, but not in this way. "To love something you don't like, is what God does."
Okay ... deep moment there, let me take a breath.
After meditation, we practice our morning Yoga, usually a vigorous "Yang" practice, which brings heat to the body, pushes you a bit to your edge, and stretches your body to make it strong and supple. It's great, and the morning is the perfect time to do so. And my teacher is so skilled and detailed, and cares so much about the practice, it's never the same moves twice, and always put together with much thought and love.
Then we eat! Breakfast here is glorious. Always healthy, always nutritious and whole. We have fresh fruit, fresh whole-grain breads, a porridge to die-for made of oats, grains, apples, and non-dairy milk, usually a scrambled egg/tofu dish, some cooked veggies, and some red rice that's out of this world.
After breakfast, we have a few hours of downtime before we have a daily massage at the spa. Glorious! I know, it's a tough life. We choose either a basic oil or thai massage, or upgrade to one of the premium ones. Man, it's so affordable you can literally get a massage a day for a whole week, and it'll set you back less that $70. I tip 100 Baht per massage, which is high, but I don't care, it's totally worth it. My favorite premium massages were the "Abiyanga" massage, an Ayurvedic massage where two therapists coordinate to give a scripted massage, and it makes you feel like it's one person. And a "Head, Shoulders, and Stomach" massage which is just ridiculously delicious, probably one of the best massages I've ever had. This one therapist nicknamed "Tam" is the guru of the group, and she gave me this massage, where she presses into my stomach to massage my internal organs. Good thing I practice this weekly in my other Yoga class, because it was hardcore. But, without any spoken words, Tam and I had perfect coordination and she pressed and followed my breath and rhythm to a tee. I felt amazing after that.
I almost forgot to mention something very important. I've heard the theory that we store our deepest and strongest emotions in our tissues, and they are often the cause of tightness, stress, or disease. I've heard this, but was very skeptical and really in my heart and mind, didn't really believe it. But, during my massage with "Tam," when she was working my neck and shoulder, I had a moment. I called it "The Dragon". It was a deep, scary emotion or event. I can't put it into words very well, but let's just say I wanted to get up and run as fast as I could and get away from it. That's when I remembered out teacher telling us to love that which you dislike or reject, so that's what I kept telling myself to calm down. And then, all of a sudden ... it was gone. The Dragon had left. And my natural mind came about, in all of it's peaceful, playful, and splendid glory. So, maybe it is true. Some of our deep, strong emotions are held in our bodies, and a combination of factors led to it releasing and going away. Whew!
Okay, after massage, we have lunch (yummy, same style of food, very healthy and wholesome) and then some downtime. I usually choose to go back to my room and rest, reflect, read, or just watch tv and take it easy.
Then, we're off to our afternoon class, which is a "Yin/Restorative" Yoga class. "Yin" can be tough, especially for me. It's a class of yoga where you learn to relax your muscles completely, hold poses for a long time, and allow the connective non-muscular tissue to open up. Restorative is probably my favorite style of yoga, where you use props to support your body in very cool and loving poses, held for a long time. It's like sleeping on pillows, but with an active and purposeful tilt.
And after that, it's dinner time! Yummy, same good food as breakfast and lunch.
And this repeats for 6 days. On the 7th, we rested, took in a festival and spent the day celebrating a wonderful retreat. I will look back at all of this, this experience, the friends I've met, the moments I'll cherish, with fondness and joy. It'll be wonderful if I could make it back here again someday.
Chiang Mai, Thailand is a wondrous place, especially the resort we're staying at. Lush greenery, a wonderful Raw Vegan/Vegetarian restaurant, a Yoga Shala atop a mountainside, farms chalk full of fresh fruits and herbs, a Spa where massages are so affordable and yet so skillfully crafted you'd want several per day, beautiful architecture and residences nestled alongside the resort premises, and a tolerable climate which changes slightly throughout the day.
The sunrises and sunsets frame our Yoga and Meditation practices, and our teacher is simply amazing. She is from Thailand, hence my desire to join, and she brings such a centered nature to her classes and practice, that it permeates us all. My retreat-mates are some of the nicest, most down-to-earth, humble, respectful, and just plain "good" people you've ever met. We're all so different, yet we all get along so well, tied together by Yoga and our quest for self realization and improvement. I know I'll be in touch with them in some form or another when I get back home.
The several days of practice have been similar. We get up very early in the morning and trek up the mountainside to the Yoga Shala, a massive open structure on the hillside, overlooking the valley. You can hear birds signing, crickets chirping, and music playing from the temples. You can smell the fresh fruit trees, and sometimes the smoke of excess harvest. And you see the subtle and radiant colors of the sunrise, sunset, and landscape, as you go morning and afternoon. In the morning, we start off with meditation, a deep form of prayer where we go inside and find stillness and peace, often searching for answers to difficult questions, or simply staying silent and still, letting the body and mind come together at rest. We have different themes each day, going over each of the "Chakras" or energy centers or wheels of the body. And we meditate on each one. After that, we have a journal where our teacher asks us a few simple, yet deep questions about ourselves and how they relate to the Chakra we're studying. And we write down our answers in our journals to reflect further on them. One, in particular, was haunting to me. The questions were "What do you like and dislike about yourself?" So I wrote down a few things for each. Then, she mentioned that those things can be attachments or rejections, and in order to free yourself from them, you need to learn to love them both. Well, that begs the question, "How do you love something you don't like?" I mean, to love an attachment is easy, I suppose, but the message there is that you love it, without having an attachment to it, which is more subtle. But, the other side, was tough for me. I almost cried out loud when it hit, because I've heard this before many times, but not in this way. "To love something you don't like, is what God does."
Okay ... deep moment there, let me take a breath.
After meditation, we practice our morning Yoga, usually a vigorous "Yang" practice, which brings heat to the body, pushes you a bit to your edge, and stretches your body to make it strong and supple. It's great, and the morning is the perfect time to do so. And my teacher is so skilled and detailed, and cares so much about the practice, it's never the same moves twice, and always put together with much thought and love.
Then we eat! Breakfast here is glorious. Always healthy, always nutritious and whole. We have fresh fruit, fresh whole-grain breads, a porridge to die-for made of oats, grains, apples, and non-dairy milk, usually a scrambled egg/tofu dish, some cooked veggies, and some red rice that's out of this world.
After breakfast, we have a few hours of downtime before we have a daily massage at the spa. Glorious! I know, it's a tough life. We choose either a basic oil or thai massage, or upgrade to one of the premium ones. Man, it's so affordable you can literally get a massage a day for a whole week, and it'll set you back less that $70. I tip 100 Baht per massage, which is high, but I don't care, it's totally worth it. My favorite premium massages were the "Abiyanga" massage, an Ayurvedic massage where two therapists coordinate to give a scripted massage, and it makes you feel like it's one person. And a "Head, Shoulders, and Stomach" massage which is just ridiculously delicious, probably one of the best massages I've ever had. This one therapist nicknamed "Tam" is the guru of the group, and she gave me this massage, where she presses into my stomach to massage my internal organs. Good thing I practice this weekly in my other Yoga class, because it was hardcore. But, without any spoken words, Tam and I had perfect coordination and she pressed and followed my breath and rhythm to a tee. I felt amazing after that.
I almost forgot to mention something very important. I've heard the theory that we store our deepest and strongest emotions in our tissues, and they are often the cause of tightness, stress, or disease. I've heard this, but was very skeptical and really in my heart and mind, didn't really believe it. But, during my massage with "Tam," when she was working my neck and shoulder, I had a moment. I called it "The Dragon". It was a deep, scary emotion or event. I can't put it into words very well, but let's just say I wanted to get up and run as fast as I could and get away from it. That's when I remembered out teacher telling us to love that which you dislike or reject, so that's what I kept telling myself to calm down. And then, all of a sudden ... it was gone. The Dragon had left. And my natural mind came about, in all of it's peaceful, playful, and splendid glory. So, maybe it is true. Some of our deep, strong emotions are held in our bodies, and a combination of factors led to it releasing and going away. Whew!
Okay, after massage, we have lunch (yummy, same style of food, very healthy and wholesome) and then some downtime. I usually choose to go back to my room and rest, reflect, read, or just watch tv and take it easy.
Then, we're off to our afternoon class, which is a "Yin/Restorative" Yoga class. "Yin" can be tough, especially for me. It's a class of yoga where you learn to relax your muscles completely, hold poses for a long time, and allow the connective non-muscular tissue to open up. Restorative is probably my favorite style of yoga, where you use props to support your body in very cool and loving poses, held for a long time. It's like sleeping on pillows, but with an active and purposeful tilt.
And after that, it's dinner time! Yummy, same good food as breakfast and lunch.
And this repeats for 6 days. On the 7th, we rested, took in a festival and spent the day celebrating a wonderful retreat. I will look back at all of this, this experience, the friends I've met, the moments I'll cherish, with fondness and joy. It'll be wonderful if I could make it back here again someday.
Friday, November 12, 2010
International Travel and Adventure
I think I'm spoiled. When I was a very young professional, I had the opportunity to travel all over the United States. I was the technical part of a sales team, and our territory was everything West of the Mississippi River, which turned out to be a wide and vast number of customers. I got used to the different airports, procedures, rental cars, hotels, shuttle busses, and the like. Unfortunately, all of that experience was domestic, and I have rarely traveled internationally. Boy, I was in for a wake-up call during my trip to Chiang Mai, Thailand.
25+ hours of travel time later, and my journey from San Francisco to Chiang Mai was complete. But, what an adventure.
I left San Francisco at 12:05am on TH morning. I remember my brother and his family making the mistake of thinking that was the ‘next’ day, and then they paid massive penalties to re-issue their tickets, so I made sure early and was good to go. I’m usually well prepared, have checklists and such together, and have my things packed, all my paperwork stashed away, and of course, have all my gadgets and gizmos, and fancy stuff as well.
One thing I absolutely love is my PacSafe 300 Messenger Bag. It’s one of those anti-theft travel bags, with lots of security features, and it made it really easy to put everything of value (laptop, noise canceling headphones, passport, and such) safely tucked away. By the way, I also got some Audio Technica Noise Canceling Headphones ... uh, worth their weight in gold. Next time, my ignorant self won’t forget the ‘airline adapter’ that came with it, should’ve been brought also. I ended up with monaural or no audio for some legs of the flight, or just used the generic headphones.
So, my outbound flight my SFO to Hong Kong was via Cathay Pacific. And I must say, that’s a great airline. It was founded post World War II by a couple of WWII fighter pilots, and “Cathay” means “China” (old ancient name) and “Pacific” because the founders envisioned flying across the Pacific Ocean, which wasn’t possible in the late 40s mind you. Service was great, food was decent, and the entertainment system was top-notch. I ended up watching Cyrus (great flick), Predators (yuck), and Despicable Me (lovely) and it really made the 14 hours go by without a hitch. I slept in between luckily and felt great heading into the next leg, Hong Kong to Bangkok, and that’s where the fun started.
Hong Kong International Airport is a trip. I’m a transfer passenger, going from one Cathay Pacific flight to another, and I (and everyone else transferring) have to go through security checkpoints again. Not that I mind that, I don’t. But, they were so undermanned that literally 1000 people lined up in a choke point to get through their security checks. One poor lady told me that she had the same plane/same gate, and they made her get, go in a circle, get in this long line, and reboard the plane. What’s up with that? So, anyway, I had a 3 hour layover in Hong Kong, got to my gate after an hour waiting in line, and just ate a little snack, got online, and sent messages home telling everyone I made it safely. A few things. One, cell phone roaming charges are outrageous. For me, it would cost $1.99/min talk, and $20/MB for data. WTH? Two, I made the mistake of not getting into the 1000 people choke point early on, when there was like 200, because I didn’t know where to go. By the time I got there, oops, 1000 people. Next time.
Okay, so the flight from Hong to Bangkok was about 3 hours, not too awful. I was a little tired, and they fed us a 2nd breakfast (had breakfast already on the SFO->HKK flight). When I boarded the flight and took my seat, I put down a copy of my boarding pass, then couldn’t find it. Usually I wouldn’t trip, but for some reason, my intuition told me I should probably find it. It turns out, the guy in the middle seat next to me was sitting on it, so I tapped him on the shoulder and retrieved it, and put it away. Okay, so now we’re close to Bangkok, and that’s when the stewardess asked if I needed an “Arrival Card”. I told her my final destination was not Bangkok, but Chiang Mai, so she said I didn’t need one. Oops, big mistake, more later.
Alright, so now I’m in Bangkok, and I purposely scheduled it so that I would have a very long layover here (4 hours). I could’ve done two, but I was changing airlines to a local carrier, I had to get my bags and re-check in, and yadda yadda. So, the first thing I need to do is go to baggage claim and get my bag. Well, there’s a “Passport Control” line (many of them actually) that I have to get through before I get to my luggage. So I wait in a long, long line, probably 50 people, and it’s slow, brutally slow. About an hour into it, it’s my turn. I tell the lady my final destination is Chiang Mai and she says “Arrival Card?” not really understand what I’m talking about. She tells me I need to fill one out and get back in line. Damn. So I fill one out, talk to the nice lady there and she explains to me that in order to get to baggage claim, I need to get through Passport Control, then I can step through get my bags, head upstairs, and go to my domestic flight. Ugh! I get back in line, thankfully a bit shorter, wait about 45 minutes, a new lady now checks my documents and says, "Do you have your boarding pass?" Uh, yes, and darn that was the same boarding pass I had almost lost and not worried about. Whew! I finally get my bag, which by this time is stacked up with all of the other ‘leftover’ luggage from my flight. No worries, I have 2 hours left (thank goodness I left extra time) to grab a bit to eat, and chill a bit.
So, now I need to make the last leg, from Bangkok to Chiang Mai. And I’m taking a local carrier called “Air Asia” a highly marketed outfit like Southwest Airlines (almost a clone), but with a huge difference. They nickel and dime you for everything, which I really didn’t like. If you want to take a carryon bag, no more that 7kg, else you can’t board. Want a bottled water, $1. Pick your seat, $5. Stuff like that. And then, there’s the line to check in. Much like the Passport Control line, there were about 20 people ahead of me and it was brutally slow. I finally got my stuff checked in, and had about 90 minutes to spare. So, I exchanged some money since the vendors at the Airport only take Thai Baht (their currency) or credit card. And my credit card company charges a hefty fee for any foreign purchase, so forget that. I went to a cell phone kiosk and tried to get a prepaid SIM card for my iPhone (very cheap, like 500 Baht, $15 or so) but it didn’t work because my iPhone is locked, oops! So, no cellular use for me on this trip. Thank goodness for my Netbook, it’s a godsend. Okay, then I finally sat down, had some Thai food, and I was good to go.
Alright, so now I’m in Chiang Mai and a driver is supposed to be there waiting for me. But, I don’t see anyone. Maybe he’s late or maybe they just forgot about me. I was beat, not thinking too much, and I ended up getting a cab myself. It was rather inexpensive 550 Baht (about $20) to go what seemed like an eternity to the resort. The sights and sounds of that cab ride are something I likely will never forget. I mentioned in the beginning that I think I’m spoiled. Well, seeing the sights and hearing the sounds of inner city of Chiang Mai was both humbling and eye-opening at the same time. It was beautiful, radiant, crazy, and surreal.
The first thing I noticed, of course, was the driver on the right hand side, and us driving on the left hand side of the road, took a while for the brain to adjust, and I’m glad I didn’t get a rental car and drive. The second thing I noticed were the signs, all in Thai, very little English. How in the world would I get around this place if I drove? I don’t even think my GPS, in all it’s glory would’ve helped me here, it was seriously confusing. Next, were the gates and the police guarding them. It wasn’t like they were stopping traffic and checking people, but near the airport, there were a series of these gates that we sped through. Traffic was heavy! And there were lots of cars, scooters, and motor bikes sharing the road. Young and old were on their motorbike and scooters, most without helmets, some in dresses, some riding as passengers, some even riding side-saddle. Many riding dangerously close to cars, going the wrong way when traffic was stopped, and just riding free. It was crazy to see that. The streets of Chiang Mai feel weird. Think, highway, mixed with neighborhood, mixed with outdoor shopping mall, and that’s what you get. There were little shops everywhere, most people seemed to make their homes their shops. Construction was shoddy at best, I think I saw a building being erected where the scaffolding was literally bamboo tied together and all odd angles imaginable. And many of the buildings looked old and run down, like a post-apocalyptic scene. And the people. Man, one image I will not forget is a little girl about my youngest daughter's age, sitting down cleaning out a plastic water bottle with a brush, dunking it water per Grandma’s instruction, and doing that again and again ... all while cars were speeding by her on the ‘highway’. It was surreal to say the least. I thought I saw it all, when we were stuck in traffic (it was very heavy) and two young Buddhist Monks were dancing across the highway, dodging cars to get to the other side. Man, I was thinking Frogger, as one of the them made it across and laughed, while the other was shaking his head waiting for an opening.
Ah, well. So after 25+ hours of travel, my cabby finally got me to the resort entrance. Man, I swear I was nervous he didn’t know where he was going, but he got me there. The price was 550 Baht, and I gave him 700 Baht (150 Baht is about $5), asked if that “was okay” and he was so incredibly happy. He put his hands in Namaste (as many Thai do) and wished me well. I’m glad that little money helped the guy out, that was a long drive! I finally met up with the hotel receptionist, who treated me like a king, and then I met up with my group here at the resort’s restaurant, grabbed a healthy meal, traded some stories with everyone, and headed back the best sleep I’ve had in a long while. The resort here in Chiang Mai is stunningly beautiful. I’m here to rest, relax, recharge, and get in tune with my inner being, my inner soul. After that long travel adventure, I’m ready to get started.
25+ hours of travel time later, and my journey from San Francisco to Chiang Mai was complete. But, what an adventure.
I left San Francisco at 12:05am on TH morning. I remember my brother and his family making the mistake of thinking that was the ‘next’ day, and then they paid massive penalties to re-issue their tickets, so I made sure early and was good to go. I’m usually well prepared, have checklists and such together, and have my things packed, all my paperwork stashed away, and of course, have all my gadgets and gizmos, and fancy stuff as well.
One thing I absolutely love is my PacSafe 300 Messenger Bag. It’s one of those anti-theft travel bags, with lots of security features, and it made it really easy to put everything of value (laptop, noise canceling headphones, passport, and such) safely tucked away. By the way, I also got some Audio Technica Noise Canceling Headphones ... uh, worth their weight in gold. Next time, my ignorant self won’t forget the ‘airline adapter’ that came with it, should’ve been brought also. I ended up with monaural or no audio for some legs of the flight, or just used the generic headphones.
So, my outbound flight my SFO to Hong Kong was via Cathay Pacific. And I must say, that’s a great airline. It was founded post World War II by a couple of WWII fighter pilots, and “Cathay” means “China” (old ancient name) and “Pacific” because the founders envisioned flying across the Pacific Ocean, which wasn’t possible in the late 40s mind you. Service was great, food was decent, and the entertainment system was top-notch. I ended up watching Cyrus (great flick), Predators (yuck), and Despicable Me (lovely) and it really made the 14 hours go by without a hitch. I slept in between luckily and felt great heading into the next leg, Hong Kong to Bangkok, and that’s where the fun started.
Hong Kong International Airport is a trip. I’m a transfer passenger, going from one Cathay Pacific flight to another, and I (and everyone else transferring) have to go through security checkpoints again. Not that I mind that, I don’t. But, they were so undermanned that literally 1000 people lined up in a choke point to get through their security checks. One poor lady told me that she had the same plane/same gate, and they made her get, go in a circle, get in this long line, and reboard the plane. What’s up with that? So, anyway, I had a 3 hour layover in Hong Kong, got to my gate after an hour waiting in line, and just ate a little snack, got online, and sent messages home telling everyone I made it safely. A few things. One, cell phone roaming charges are outrageous. For me, it would cost $1.99/min talk, and $20/MB for data. WTH? Two, I made the mistake of not getting into the 1000 people choke point early on, when there was like 200, because I didn’t know where to go. By the time I got there, oops, 1000 people. Next time.
Okay, so the flight from Hong to Bangkok was about 3 hours, not too awful. I was a little tired, and they fed us a 2nd breakfast (had breakfast already on the SFO->HKK flight). When I boarded the flight and took my seat, I put down a copy of my boarding pass, then couldn’t find it. Usually I wouldn’t trip, but for some reason, my intuition told me I should probably find it. It turns out, the guy in the middle seat next to me was sitting on it, so I tapped him on the shoulder and retrieved it, and put it away. Okay, so now we’re close to Bangkok, and that’s when the stewardess asked if I needed an “Arrival Card”. I told her my final destination was not Bangkok, but Chiang Mai, so she said I didn’t need one. Oops, big mistake, more later.
Alright, so now I’m in Bangkok, and I purposely scheduled it so that I would have a very long layover here (4 hours). I could’ve done two, but I was changing airlines to a local carrier, I had to get my bags and re-check in, and yadda yadda. So, the first thing I need to do is go to baggage claim and get my bag. Well, there’s a “Passport Control” line (many of them actually) that I have to get through before I get to my luggage. So I wait in a long, long line, probably 50 people, and it’s slow, brutally slow. About an hour into it, it’s my turn. I tell the lady my final destination is Chiang Mai and she says “Arrival Card?” not really understand what I’m talking about. She tells me I need to fill one out and get back in line. Damn. So I fill one out, talk to the nice lady there and she explains to me that in order to get to baggage claim, I need to get through Passport Control, then I can step through get my bags, head upstairs, and go to my domestic flight. Ugh! I get back in line, thankfully a bit shorter, wait about 45 minutes, a new lady now checks my documents and says, "Do you have your boarding pass?" Uh, yes, and darn that was the same boarding pass I had almost lost and not worried about. Whew! I finally get my bag, which by this time is stacked up with all of the other ‘leftover’ luggage from my flight. No worries, I have 2 hours left (thank goodness I left extra time) to grab a bit to eat, and chill a bit.
So, now I need to make the last leg, from Bangkok to Chiang Mai. And I’m taking a local carrier called “Air Asia” a highly marketed outfit like Southwest Airlines (almost a clone), but with a huge difference. They nickel and dime you for everything, which I really didn’t like. If you want to take a carryon bag, no more that 7kg, else you can’t board. Want a bottled water, $1. Pick your seat, $5. Stuff like that. And then, there’s the line to check in. Much like the Passport Control line, there were about 20 people ahead of me and it was brutally slow. I finally got my stuff checked in, and had about 90 minutes to spare. So, I exchanged some money since the vendors at the Airport only take Thai Baht (their currency) or credit card. And my credit card company charges a hefty fee for any foreign purchase, so forget that. I went to a cell phone kiosk and tried to get a prepaid SIM card for my iPhone (very cheap, like 500 Baht, $15 or so) but it didn’t work because my iPhone is locked, oops! So, no cellular use for me on this trip. Thank goodness for my Netbook, it’s a godsend. Okay, then I finally sat down, had some Thai food, and I was good to go.
Alright, so now I’m in Chiang Mai and a driver is supposed to be there waiting for me. But, I don’t see anyone. Maybe he’s late or maybe they just forgot about me. I was beat, not thinking too much, and I ended up getting a cab myself. It was rather inexpensive 550 Baht (about $20) to go what seemed like an eternity to the resort. The sights and sounds of that cab ride are something I likely will never forget. I mentioned in the beginning that I think I’m spoiled. Well, seeing the sights and hearing the sounds of inner city of Chiang Mai was both humbling and eye-opening at the same time. It was beautiful, radiant, crazy, and surreal.
The first thing I noticed, of course, was the driver on the right hand side, and us driving on the left hand side of the road, took a while for the brain to adjust, and I’m glad I didn’t get a rental car and drive. The second thing I noticed were the signs, all in Thai, very little English. How in the world would I get around this place if I drove? I don’t even think my GPS, in all it’s glory would’ve helped me here, it was seriously confusing. Next, were the gates and the police guarding them. It wasn’t like they were stopping traffic and checking people, but near the airport, there were a series of these gates that we sped through. Traffic was heavy! And there were lots of cars, scooters, and motor bikes sharing the road. Young and old were on their motorbike and scooters, most without helmets, some in dresses, some riding as passengers, some even riding side-saddle. Many riding dangerously close to cars, going the wrong way when traffic was stopped, and just riding free. It was crazy to see that. The streets of Chiang Mai feel weird. Think, highway, mixed with neighborhood, mixed with outdoor shopping mall, and that’s what you get. There were little shops everywhere, most people seemed to make their homes their shops. Construction was shoddy at best, I think I saw a building being erected where the scaffolding was literally bamboo tied together and all odd angles imaginable. And many of the buildings looked old and run down, like a post-apocalyptic scene. And the people. Man, one image I will not forget is a little girl about my youngest daughter's age, sitting down cleaning out a plastic water bottle with a brush, dunking it water per Grandma’s instruction, and doing that again and again ... all while cars were speeding by her on the ‘highway’. It was surreal to say the least. I thought I saw it all, when we were stuck in traffic (it was very heavy) and two young Buddhist Monks were dancing across the highway, dodging cars to get to the other side. Man, I was thinking Frogger, as one of the them made it across and laughed, while the other was shaking his head waiting for an opening.
Ah, well. So after 25+ hours of travel, my cabby finally got me to the resort entrance. Man, I swear I was nervous he didn’t know where he was going, but he got me there. The price was 550 Baht, and I gave him 700 Baht (150 Baht is about $5), asked if that “was okay” and he was so incredibly happy. He put his hands in Namaste (as many Thai do) and wished me well. I’m glad that little money helped the guy out, that was a long drive! I finally met up with the hotel receptionist, who treated me like a king, and then I met up with my group here at the resort’s restaurant, grabbed a healthy meal, traded some stories with everyone, and headed back the best sleep I’ve had in a long while. The resort here in Chiang Mai is stunningly beautiful. I’m here to rest, relax, recharge, and get in tune with my inner being, my inner soul. After that long travel adventure, I’m ready to get started.
Monday, November 8, 2010
The Giants
I love sports, it's been a passion of mine since I was a boy. I don't know why I love it so much, maybe it's just because it's what my friends and I did when were growing up. We didn't have fancy stuff, computers, video games, etc. So, life was very simple ... we played outside, played seasonal sports, and played all the time. Eventually it grew into organized competition, and then a fervor for the professional and college teams that would play the very same sports. For my childhood friends and I, Football, Basketball, and Baseball were our year-round entertainment, passion, and hobby all at once.
So, when the SF Giants won the World Series this year, it brought me back to when I was a kid. When I used to play baseball in the street with a tennis ball and the manhole cover as home plate, when we swapped baseball gloves when switching sides, and when we jumped fences to retrieve our tennis balls after a long home run. The Giants are a lovable bunch, not just because of the current team, but because of the players and teams past, because of the memories of childhood and neighborhood play, and because they've never won the World Series before (in SF) until this year.
I have to admit, when Brian Wilson struck out Nelson Cruz with that last pitch, I was probably as happy as I've been in a long while, and I cried many a tear because of it. It's like a prayer being answered, like a goal coming to fruition after a long and daunting journey. I don't know, it was emotional. Maybe it's because of 2002, when they came so close. Maybe it's because of 1989, when the Quake and A's did them in so easily. Maybe it's because nobody thought the Giants were any good for such a long time. Maybe it's because a little kid running around the streets said hello, for just a moment, to a young man getting older.
Whatever the case, it was beautiful. The season was amazing. Torture, as Giants fans, call it. Waiting until the very last game of the season to clinch the West, beating the Braves with a lot of lady luck, and then blowing through the heavily favored Phillies with pitching power and timely hitting, and then smacking the Rangers with pitching, defense, and clutching home runs. Then, the Parade, where what seemed like a million Giants fans could finally celebrate and worry no more. For so many of us, we say that this one moment, makes up for everything, and we don't need another one. I'm inclined to agree. I'm so thankful the Giants won the World Series, finally. For the City of San Francisco, it's people with all of their love and diversity, for the long time Giants Fans, who have endured many a cold night at Seals Stadium, Candlestick Park, PacBell and what is now AT&T Park, and finally for all of the Giants past and present, this is for everyone, this one moment of happiness and joy. It's something I will never forget.
So, when the SF Giants won the World Series this year, it brought me back to when I was a kid. When I used to play baseball in the street with a tennis ball and the manhole cover as home plate, when we swapped baseball gloves when switching sides, and when we jumped fences to retrieve our tennis balls after a long home run. The Giants are a lovable bunch, not just because of the current team, but because of the players and teams past, because of the memories of childhood and neighborhood play, and because they've never won the World Series before (in SF) until this year.
I have to admit, when Brian Wilson struck out Nelson Cruz with that last pitch, I was probably as happy as I've been in a long while, and I cried many a tear because of it. It's like a prayer being answered, like a goal coming to fruition after a long and daunting journey. I don't know, it was emotional. Maybe it's because of 2002, when they came so close. Maybe it's because of 1989, when the Quake and A's did them in so easily. Maybe it's because nobody thought the Giants were any good for such a long time. Maybe it's because a little kid running around the streets said hello, for just a moment, to a young man getting older.
Whatever the case, it was beautiful. The season was amazing. Torture, as Giants fans, call it. Waiting until the very last game of the season to clinch the West, beating the Braves with a lot of lady luck, and then blowing through the heavily favored Phillies with pitching power and timely hitting, and then smacking the Rangers with pitching, defense, and clutching home runs. Then, the Parade, where what seemed like a million Giants fans could finally celebrate and worry no more. For so many of us, we say that this one moment, makes up for everything, and we don't need another one. I'm inclined to agree. I'm so thankful the Giants won the World Series, finally. For the City of San Francisco, it's people with all of their love and diversity, for the long time Giants Fans, who have endured many a cold night at Seals Stadium, Candlestick Park, PacBell and what is now AT&T Park, and finally for all of the Giants past and present, this is for everyone, this one moment of happiness and joy. It's something I will never forget.
P90X Lean - Week 13 of 13
Done! 90 days of P90X is done. I didn't end it with the greatest week, I ended up skipping YogaX on Saturday and XStretch on Sunday, and will add them to the 'make up week' I'm doing a few weeks from now.
It was actually a very good, gradual, and subtle program. I really like the Lean routine, much more than the Classic, because I feel a lot more open, and a lot less tight, especially in my shoulders and back. My core, which is pretty whacked, feels a lot better. And my cardio, although I haven't run in a long time, is decent. The main thing is that I'm stronger and more flexible, and more durable, and that was my goal from the get go.
As far as weight and all that go, I honestly think I haven't changed much in the program. I think my upper body is stronger, my core is stronger and my body-fat percentage may have changed ever so slightly. I don't really worry about any of those 'measurable' things so much. How much weight, how many reps, etc. doesn't really matter. I just know that I'm not injured, I'm stronger, I'm more flexible, and I feel great physically.
For the next few weeks, I'm in a transition phase, doing a lot of Yoga before I make up the P90X workouts for a week or so. Then, I'm onto TRX + P90X for about 2 months to see what that's all about. Here's a brief preview of my workout week which will happen sometime in December. I think this will be a big eye-opener because the TRX workouts are no joke, and this will take the "Muscle Confusion" thing to a different level.
M: TRX Basic
TU: P90X CardioX, KenpoX, or PlyoX
W: TRX Strength
TH: P90X YogaX
F: TRX Cardio
SA: P90X Core Synergistics
SU: TRX Flexibility
It was actually a very good, gradual, and subtle program. I really like the Lean routine, much more than the Classic, because I feel a lot more open, and a lot less tight, especially in my shoulders and back. My core, which is pretty whacked, feels a lot better. And my cardio, although I haven't run in a long time, is decent. The main thing is that I'm stronger and more flexible, and more durable, and that was my goal from the get go.
As far as weight and all that go, I honestly think I haven't changed much in the program. I think my upper body is stronger, my core is stronger and my body-fat percentage may have changed ever so slightly. I don't really worry about any of those 'measurable' things so much. How much weight, how many reps, etc. doesn't really matter. I just know that I'm not injured, I'm stronger, I'm more flexible, and I feel great physically.
For the next few weeks, I'm in a transition phase, doing a lot of Yoga before I make up the P90X workouts for a week or so. Then, I'm onto TRX + P90X for about 2 months to see what that's all about. Here's a brief preview of my workout week which will happen sometime in December. I think this will be a big eye-opener because the TRX workouts are no joke, and this will take the "Muscle Confusion" thing to a different level.
M: TRX Basic
TU: P90X CardioX, KenpoX, or PlyoX
W: TRX Strength
TH: P90X YogaX
F: TRX Cardio
SA: P90X Core Synergistics
SU: TRX Flexibility
Sunday, October 31, 2010
P90X Lean - Week 12 of 13
Week #12 is done. This is the penultimate week, and the final resistance training week. I got through with no issues, and my body has really adjusted well to the different workouts. The P90X Lean routine is challenging, but is much easier on the upper body than the Classic routine. The main difference is the resistance workouts going from 2 days/week for the Lean to 3 days/week for the Classic. That extra day is huge, and I remember feeling swollen and tight in my upper body after the Classic routine. Now, I feel flexible and strong, which is exactly what I was going for. I did do a lot of Yoga this time around, between 2-4 extra 90-minute workouts per week, and I also did most of the XStretch workouts on Sundays.
Diet wise, it's been good, very clean and regimented. Mostly a Vegan/Vegetarian diet and lots of water. I feel leaner, lighter, and stronger.
For Week #13, it's back to the recovery routine, which is still pretty tough because of the P90X Yoga and Core workouts.
M: YogaX AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
W: KenpoX AM
TH: XStretch AM
F: CardioX AM
SA: YogaX AM
SU: XStretch AM
Diet wise, it's been good, very clean and regimented. Mostly a Vegan/Vegetarian diet and lots of water. I feel leaner, lighter, and stronger.
For Week #13, it's back to the recovery routine, which is still pretty tough because of the P90X Yoga and Core workouts.
M: YogaX AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
W: KenpoX AM
TH: XStretch AM
F: CardioX AM
SA: YogaX AM
SU: XStretch AM
Monday, October 25, 2010
P90X Lean - Week 11 of 13
Week #11 is done, with some minor modifications. I took one of those weekends again to head to the City to explore, do some other workouts, so I missed KenpoX and XStretch, and did Bikram Yoga, TRX and Vinyasa Flow Yoga instead. It was worth it, for the change of pace.
Bikram Yoga is really hard, especially if you haven't done it in a while. I used to take classes regularly, and got used to the heat and stress. But, last Friday night, it was brutal. I tried to prep, drink enough, etc., but it was just vicious in there. I got through the first 45 minutes somehow, got to the ground, and just took it easy for the rest of the class. On Friday morning, I rolled with Tony H. and did Core Synergistics (love that one), so I was probably a little beat up from the morning workout. On Saturday, I did TRX at the Fitness Training Center in the City, and boy, I'll tell you, that was a tail-kicker. TRX is what I'm planning to try next, because I really like the portability of the equipment and the stabilization of the core throughout, so I wanted a preview before I spent a bunch of money on the equipment. And finally, I took a Vinyasa Flow class with Les Levanthal at Yoga Tree in the City, what an awesome experience that was. I'll remember Les' quotes forever:
"There is nothing that you can do wrong in this class..."
"Treat every pose like you would Savasana, like you could hold it forever..."
It was such a calming feeling, to know that whatever I did in class was perfect, and whatever edge I sought, could be held indefinitely. It was a liberating experience, to lose attachment to "pushing" and "forcing" and "fighting" with a pose, and just letting it be, whatever it was at the moment.
Onto Week #12, which is essentially "Plan B" of the P90X Classic routines for strength minus Legs/Back. It's winding down, just a handful of days before the Lean Routine is done.
M: Chest/Shoulders/Triceps, Ab RipperX AM - Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX AM - Studio Yoga PM
W: Back/Biceps, Ab RipperX
TH: YogaX
F: Core Synergistics
SA: KenpoX
SU: XStretch
Monday, October 18, 2010
Asteya (Non-Stealing)
Asteya (Non-Stealing) is the 3rd of the "Yamas" or abstentions, the 1st limb of Ashtanga Yoga.
I struggle with this one, probably more than any of the other Yamas. It seems straightforward enough, don't take what it not rightfully yours, but today, in our world, the lines are quite blurred.
Take the movie "The Social Network" for example. Because Mark Zuckerberg grew Facebook into a huge success, even early on, the gentlemen who claimed he "stole their idea" eventually took him to court and settled for a huge amount of money. Hmmm, ideas. Ideas are not to be stolen, I guess so. So, if we were to talk about an idea, and you "took it" from me, made a ton of money without compensating me, it would be in my right to sue you for that. Wow, it's a tough one for me to figure out. I could see if we were both in a company, you hired me, you had me sign papers acknowledging that any "intellectual property" is owned by the company, since you're paying me and compensating me for my ideas. But, if we just sat down one day, brainstormed a bit, and you ran off with the end products of a brainstorm, worked hard, and put something together? That's stealing? Man, again, I struggle with that concept.
Intellectual property nowadays is available to everyone, in so many forms, and delivered in so many ways. It's really amazing how easy it is to find an idea, or IP by simply typing a few letters on a computer and hitting return. And to 'take' that information and do something with it, Heaven forbid, make money with it ... is what tons of people are doing right now. I guess it's so easy to consume and procure IP unconsciously, given our world and the technology available today.
Okay, so maybe my rant about Asteya is more about IP in our digital world more than anything else, or some 'ideas' that people have in a discussion. There's so much more to it, of course, and we chatted about this in class for a few minutes a while back. Some people mentioned stealing another person's time or energy or happiness, using resources that don't belong to you, being wasteful, and the like. I can see that, and how stealing things both tangible and intangible can have an effect on you.
I guess this is one I need to ponder more...
I struggle with this one, probably more than any of the other Yamas. It seems straightforward enough, don't take what it not rightfully yours, but today, in our world, the lines are quite blurred.
Take the movie "The Social Network" for example. Because Mark Zuckerberg grew Facebook into a huge success, even early on, the gentlemen who claimed he "stole their idea" eventually took him to court and settled for a huge amount of money. Hmmm, ideas. Ideas are not to be stolen, I guess so. So, if we were to talk about an idea, and you "took it" from me, made a ton of money without compensating me, it would be in my right to sue you for that. Wow, it's a tough one for me to figure out. I could see if we were both in a company, you hired me, you had me sign papers acknowledging that any "intellectual property" is owned by the company, since you're paying me and compensating me for my ideas. But, if we just sat down one day, brainstormed a bit, and you ran off with the end products of a brainstorm, worked hard, and put something together? That's stealing? Man, again, I struggle with that concept.
Intellectual property nowadays is available to everyone, in so many forms, and delivered in so many ways. It's really amazing how easy it is to find an idea, or IP by simply typing a few letters on a computer and hitting return. And to 'take' that information and do something with it, Heaven forbid, make money with it ... is what tons of people are doing right now. I guess it's so easy to consume and procure IP unconsciously, given our world and the technology available today.
Okay, so maybe my rant about Asteya is more about IP in our digital world more than anything else, or some 'ideas' that people have in a discussion. There's so much more to it, of course, and we chatted about this in class for a few minutes a while back. Some people mentioned stealing another person's time or energy or happiness, using resources that don't belong to you, being wasteful, and the like. I can see that, and how stealing things both tangible and intangible can have an effect on you.
I guess this is one I need to ponder more...
Sunday, October 17, 2010
P90X Lean - Week 10 of 13
Week #10 is done, uneventful and clean. I got through all of the workouts with no problem, doing most of the early in the morning, starting around 5am or so. The exception was KenpoX on Saturday, which I did outside in a park around 9am. It was a nice change of pace, seeing the sky and clouds and the airplanes overhead while prepping for KenpoX. Lots of people were looking and gazing at me, while I was looking at my laptop following Tony H's directions. I took it "easy" during "YogaX" this week, because Back/Biceps on W was pretty demanding on my back. So, I took out the push-ups and did cobra instead of upward-dog for the first 45 minutes, and that alone makes the YogaX workout about 50% easier, I would estimate.
My body is feeling great, I feel strong and still flexible, and I think the 3 sessions of Yoga (2 outside of P90X) + XStretch is really what does it for me. I'm still keeping the weights light, and I like it like that. I honestly think, for me, flexibility is as or more important and building strength.
Diet-wise, things are really good. I've discovered dinner salads again and started enjoying them and that helping my digestion, energy levels, etc. The more green leafy greens and fresh fruits I get, the better I feel, the better my performance. I will keep that up this week.
Onto Week #11, which is essentially "Plan A" of the P90X Classic routines for strength minus Legs/Back.
M: Chest/Back, Ab RipperX AM - Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX AM - Studio Yoga PM
W: Shoulders/Arms, Ab RipperX
TH: YogaX
F: Core Synergistics
SA: KenpoX
SU: XStretch
My body is feeling great, I feel strong and still flexible, and I think the 3 sessions of Yoga (2 outside of P90X) + XStretch is really what does it for me. I'm still keeping the weights light, and I like it like that. I honestly think, for me, flexibility is as or more important and building strength.
Diet-wise, things are really good. I've discovered dinner salads again and started enjoying them and that helping my digestion, energy levels, etc. The more green leafy greens and fresh fruits I get, the better I feel, the better my performance. I will keep that up this week.
Onto Week #11, which is essentially "Plan A" of the P90X Classic routines for strength minus Legs/Back.
M: Chest/Back, Ab RipperX AM - Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX AM - Studio Yoga PM
W: Shoulders/Arms, Ab RipperX
TH: YogaX
F: Core Synergistics
SA: KenpoX
SU: XStretch
Sunday, October 10, 2010
P90X Lean - Week 9 of 13
Ah, the setbacks, and how the can come. The San Jose Rock N Roll Half last week sent my legs and the rest of my body into shock last week, and I ending up skipping M through W, the strength training days. It's okay, I did my Yoga classes during the evenings on M and TU, and just rested on W, and by TH, I was good to go. YogaX on TH morning was just what I needed to get back in the groove, and by F I was all set, although Core Synergistics and then KenpoX on Saturday were tougher than usual. And this morning (Sunday), I finished off a nice session of XStretch, which is quickly becoming a favorite of mine, just to "tune up" my body for the challenges of the coming week, and to cap off a week of work.
I'm feeling much better after the rest and recover after the race, and all of the Yoga. My strength is good, and my flexibility is fantastic (for me). My goal from the outset was to keep the weights as light as possible, not bulk up, get stronger, but maintain my flexibility. So far, so good.
Diet wise, I'm doing well, much better than previously, as my body is somehow able to adjust to the strength training and caloric requirements without overeating. I'm snacking on fresh fruits between meals, and that really helps. The fiber and the energy from the fruit is keeping my appetite under control, giving me the 'fullness' I'm seeking, and keeping my blood sugar levels more constant and level during the day. I'm choosing to eat my dinners much earlier than usual, and not eating too late at night. That has also helped quite a bit.
I changed my calendar a little bit to add one more week to the backend to make up for some of my missed workouts, it'll essentially be a P90X Classic Week to finish off 90 Days, it's all good, "Do your best and forget the rest".
Onto Week #10, which is the "Plan B" of the P90X Classic routines for strength. I'm going to get through all of them this week with some serious intensity.
M: Chest/Shoulders/Triceps, Ab RipperX AM - Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX AM - Studio Yoga PM
W: Back/Biceps, Ab RipperX
TH: YogaX
F: Core Synergistics
SA: KenpoX
SU: XStretch
I'm feeling much better after the rest and recover after the race, and all of the Yoga. My strength is good, and my flexibility is fantastic (for me). My goal from the outset was to keep the weights as light as possible, not bulk up, get stronger, but maintain my flexibility. So far, so good.
Diet wise, I'm doing well, much better than previously, as my body is somehow able to adjust to the strength training and caloric requirements without overeating. I'm snacking on fresh fruits between meals, and that really helps. The fiber and the energy from the fruit is keeping my appetite under control, giving me the 'fullness' I'm seeking, and keeping my blood sugar levels more constant and level during the day. I'm choosing to eat my dinners much earlier than usual, and not eating too late at night. That has also helped quite a bit.
I changed my calendar a little bit to add one more week to the backend to make up for some of my missed workouts, it'll essentially be a P90X Classic Week to finish off 90 Days, it's all good, "Do your best and forget the rest".
Onto Week #10, which is the "Plan B" of the P90X Classic routines for strength. I'm going to get through all of them this week with some serious intensity.
M: Chest/Shoulders/Triceps, Ab RipperX AM - Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX AM - Studio Yoga PM
W: Back/Biceps, Ab RipperX
TH: YogaX
F: Core Synergistics
SA: KenpoX
SU: XStretch
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Ah, Technology...
With all of the cell phones, computers, social networking sites, emails, videos, blogs, etc., I'm beginning to wonder about the value of technology and it's effect on people these days. Now, don't get me wrong, I am a technologist, an engineer, and I helped create in my own small way, the infrastructure that has enabled a lot of this technology. But, I still have to, once in a while, question where we're going and what this is doing to all of us.
Much like fast food, we went from having more wholesome nutrition, to more packaged and processed foods. Likewise, with technology, we have substituted a digital life, a processed life if you will, vs. person-to-person, real conversation, and personal interaction. We can sit in front of a computer, like I'm doing this very moment, and have that be our social interaction. Heck, the way we are today, it's downright awkward to sit down and spend a good amount of time with someone, it feels strange. It's much easier to post "Happy Birthday, Have a Great Day" or "Hey, What's Up?" on someone's wall than to, heaven forbid, call or much worse, drive over and knock on someone's door and say the same.
Cell phones, I think, are a big part of this. You can lump portable electronics, music players, gamers, etc. as well in there. People are zombies, glued to these portable devices, while walking, while driving in their cars, while eating a meal by themselves, and while sitting down. They have really kept us "connected" to our digital lives, and "disconnected" from our real lives. It's really hard to say hello to someone when they're glued to their device, and paying attention not to you, but to their information.
Again, I'm not innocent in all of this, I have my cell phone, portable devices, laptops, computers, etc., and I am just as guilty of being connected to my digital life as the next person. But, I wonder if I would be better off by simply going "old-school" and actually sending my friend a Birthday Card on their birthday, or knock on their door and spend an afternoon with them.
Much like fast food, we went from having more wholesome nutrition, to more packaged and processed foods. Likewise, with technology, we have substituted a digital life, a processed life if you will, vs. person-to-person, real conversation, and personal interaction. We can sit in front of a computer, like I'm doing this very moment, and have that be our social interaction. Heck, the way we are today, it's downright awkward to sit down and spend a good amount of time with someone, it feels strange. It's much easier to post "Happy Birthday, Have a Great Day" or "Hey, What's Up?" on someone's wall than to, heaven forbid, call or much worse, drive over and knock on someone's door and say the same.
Cell phones, I think, are a big part of this. You can lump portable electronics, music players, gamers, etc. as well in there. People are zombies, glued to these portable devices, while walking, while driving in their cars, while eating a meal by themselves, and while sitting down. They have really kept us "connected" to our digital lives, and "disconnected" from our real lives. It's really hard to say hello to someone when they're glued to their device, and paying attention not to you, but to their information.
Again, I'm not innocent in all of this, I have my cell phone, portable devices, laptops, computers, etc., and I am just as guilty of being connected to my digital life as the next person. But, I wonder if I would be better off by simply going "old-school" and actually sending my friend a Birthday Card on their birthday, or knock on their door and spend an afternoon with them.
Monday, October 4, 2010
P90X Lean - Week 8 of 13 + San Jose Rock N Roll Half Marathon 2010
Okay, Week #8, another recovery week, is in the books. Early Sunday morning, I did X-Stretch, and then ran 13.1 miles for my annual San Jose Rock N Roll Half Marathon. This year, unlike the previous 3 years, I ran this one with absolutely no real training. I hurt my knee prepping for the SF Marathon, so I wanted to take it easy and give me a knee a break, so I just did P90X and Yoga, and laid off the running.
Uh, bad idea. For 12 miles, I did pretty well and felt good. My plan was to "Jeff Galloway" the entire race. Jog 1 mile, then walk 1 minute. And I mean jog, as in easy jog, and easy breath the whole way. I did that for 12 miles with no problem. With 1.1 miles to go, my body said enough is enough, and basically shut down. My calves were twitchy and tight, my quads (which never, ever fail me) failed me ... and I walked in the last 1 mile, and jogged in the last 0.1. All in all, it was a very humbling event and a good reminder that the preparation for the race, is actually more important than the race itself.
I was planning to get Week #9 of P90X going early this morning, but my legs simply wouldn't let me. I snuck in a nice Yoga class in the evening, took it real slow and easy and eased my way through the best I could. I think I'll be down for a few days, not wanting to rush anything. It's okay, no worries, we'll go with the flow here.
For Week #9, we go back to the old school, like the P90X Classic, but minus Legs/Back (thank goodness for me!). This repeats in Week #11. Weeks #10 and #12 substitute the M and W strength workouts, and Week #13 the final week, a recovery. Here's Week #9:
M: Chest/Back, Ab RipperX AM - Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX AM - Studio Yoga PM
W: Shoulders/Arms, Ab RipperX
TH: YogaX
F: Core Synergistics
SA: KenpoX
SU: XStretch
Uh, bad idea. For 12 miles, I did pretty well and felt good. My plan was to "Jeff Galloway" the entire race. Jog 1 mile, then walk 1 minute. And I mean jog, as in easy jog, and easy breath the whole way. I did that for 12 miles with no problem. With 1.1 miles to go, my body said enough is enough, and basically shut down. My calves were twitchy and tight, my quads (which never, ever fail me) failed me ... and I walked in the last 1 mile, and jogged in the last 0.1. All in all, it was a very humbling event and a good reminder that the preparation for the race, is actually more important than the race itself.
I was planning to get Week #9 of P90X going early this morning, but my legs simply wouldn't let me. I snuck in a nice Yoga class in the evening, took it real slow and easy and eased my way through the best I could. I think I'll be down for a few days, not wanting to rush anything. It's okay, no worries, we'll go with the flow here.
For Week #9, we go back to the old school, like the P90X Classic, but minus Legs/Back (thank goodness for me!). This repeats in Week #11. Weeks #10 and #12 substitute the M and W strength workouts, and Week #13 the final week, a recovery. Here's Week #9:
M: Chest/Back, Ab RipperX AM - Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX AM - Studio Yoga PM
W: Shoulders/Arms, Ab RipperX
TH: YogaX
F: Core Synergistics
SA: KenpoX
SU: XStretch
Friday, October 1, 2010
Hello Goodbye
I was thinking of the Phil Collins' classic "We Said Hello Goodbye", and this particular snippet gets me:
Turn your head, don't look backYou know it's really not surprisingIt gets better, when you get there
Change is the only constant in life. I've heard and read this many times, and am a firm believer that change, and our ability to handle and deal with it, is one of the most important aspects of a peaceful and happy life. I am in the midst of change professionally, changing jobs again. My previous company was an amazing place, with a great culture and tremendous people. I had a great time there, and I will look back at it fondly. But, as is happens in life often, chance came about, the stars aligned, and an opportunity to work with what amounts to my mentor presented itself to me yet again. This is the 3rd time in my life that I've had this chance, and in each time, I've taken that big leap, risked a lot, and came out the other side better for it.
Those big life decisions are tough, I'm telling you. Emotionally, logically, spiritually, they challenge every aspect of your being to find answers, and find them quickly. You lay down looking up for inspiration from powers higher than you, you look inward to see if there's answers lurking about, you talk with others endlessly, and in the end, you go one way or the other. The decision to consider change is change itself, isn't it? So, the process begins very early, the moment you have an opportunity to consider it. For me, I've always been open to opportunity, I will listen with an intent and open-mind to whatever rolls my way. Often, they are quickly dismissed, no worries, no issues, no problems. Not even a second thought, I have considered, rejected, and moved on. But, then there's the one opportunity that you've been waiting for, where if things were tweaked here or there, then there'd be some serious consideration. And of course, there needs to be some preliminary discussion to see if there's a mutual fit. Once that's done, then the process really starts to roll.
Interviewing, for me, is fun. I really enjoy it, especially connecting with people and seeing what the folks interviewing me would be like to work with on a close-knit team. For me, it's a two-sided interview. I'm probably interviewing them, more than they are interviewing me. Of course, there are times when interviews go bad, you don't perform well, you didn't have the right preparation or connection early on to make it a successful process before you started. But, if I am prepared and connected properly, it's usually good. I come across very positively, full of energy and passion, and fairly competent (I hope!). So, getting through interviews, especially when my competition are folks that have a difficult time articulating their value, is one of the easier things for me to do. I guess I'm lucky that way.
Once the interviews are done, the offers come along, the discussions get more serious, the numbers get worked out, the details get hashed out. Then, it's time to really think, is this move the right thing to do? Like I said, I'm always open to opportunity, and I'll always see if there's something more out there for me. But, when it gets down to it, when the offer is on the table, then you really have to decide if leaving is better than staying. That's the hard part, the part that "change" itself challenges us and pushes us to come to conclusion.
I don't really remember exactly what I did this time. Usually, it's long walks in a big city, with lots of noise and energy, trying to find calm and stillness in the urban jungle, trying to find answers among the crowded thoughts in my mind. Or it could be just sitting quietly for hours, thinking about nothing in particular, just sitting there, and waiting for an answer to come. Or maybe, a nice conversation with myself to go over the pros and cons of each choice. Or a chat with a trusted friend, to bounce ideas back and forth. I don't know why the decision is so "big," but the way I think about it, your job takes a good amount of time, and although we are not defined by our jobs alone, we should take care to make wise choices because of the investment of time, which is always in short supply.
In the end, I decided to move, and tell everyone. I did it right. I gave them plenty of notice, I finished off all of my work, I documented and transitioned everything, I kept my professional and personal relationship intact, and I sat with each of my customers and told them in person of my decision, and how they would be supported by a colleague going forward. There were tears, hugs, and kisses from those who grew on me, and who I grew upon. It was a small and tight place, so we are bound to be like a micro-family, and when a brother leaves forever, it's not easy. But, I look back fondly, and blessed to have spent time there. And I look forward with hope and appreciation, that I am still thought of well professionally, that I have a new place to call home for a while.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
P90X Lean - Week 7 of 13
Week #7 is done. With only one exercise (Chest/Shoulders/Triceps) substituted for (Shoulders/Arms) on Wednesdays, that little tweak was enough to "confuse" my upper body. My lower body has likely adapted a bit to some of the movements, albeit slowly. The leg movements are pretty tough, even though my legs are the strongest part of my body. And the core work, geez, my core is the weakest part of my body, so it'll likely take a couple more rounds to get that going.
I'm running the San Jose Rock 'N Roll Half next week, and my running preparation has been pathetically short, just a couple of 5Ks, very slow. I plan on jogging and walking this one, to protect my knee, and just to enjoy the sights and sounds of the race. I'll finish it, and that will be fine.
Body wise, I'm doing good! Still doing Yoga 3x a week, and I mixed in 1000m in the pool and 5K on the treadmill just to get ready for the SJ RNR Half. I got a couple of massages last week, and it helped loosen me up, and keep everything supple. I'm still keeping the weights light, still doing bands instead of pull-ups and I think, for me, that's what I will stick with longer term. I might up the weights a little bit, but not much, I really don't want to have a bulky upper body.
Diet wise, I'm still about the same, not as clean as I'd like. But, the good news is that I found some inspiration on YouTube, a fellow P90X'er is also a Vegan, and he shared his diet with everyone. Like me, he's actually okay eating the same food everyday. So, I'm going to try it for the stretch run, starting in Week 9. I'll detail his plans a bit later, I'll likely modify the calories a little bit, but will stick to his basic premise. Why not? Give it a try, eh? Experimentation is always good. Experiment first, decide later.
Week 8 is a recovery week (no weight training), with Weeks 9-12 starting a new block of training, which is essentially the P90X Classic rotations, which are very tough.
M: YogaX AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
W: KenpoX AM
TH: XStretch AM
F: CardioX AM
SA: YogaX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM
I'm running the San Jose Rock 'N Roll Half next week, and my running preparation has been pathetically short, just a couple of 5Ks, very slow. I plan on jogging and walking this one, to protect my knee, and just to enjoy the sights and sounds of the race. I'll finish it, and that will be fine.
Body wise, I'm doing good! Still doing Yoga 3x a week, and I mixed in 1000m in the pool and 5K on the treadmill just to get ready for the SJ RNR Half. I got a couple of massages last week, and it helped loosen me up, and keep everything supple. I'm still keeping the weights light, still doing bands instead of pull-ups and I think, for me, that's what I will stick with longer term. I might up the weights a little bit, but not much, I really don't want to have a bulky upper body.
Diet wise, I'm still about the same, not as clean as I'd like. But, the good news is that I found some inspiration on YouTube, a fellow P90X'er is also a Vegan, and he shared his diet with everyone. Like me, he's actually okay eating the same food everyday. So, I'm going to try it for the stretch run, starting in Week 9. I'll detail his plans a bit later, I'll likely modify the calories a little bit, but will stick to his basic premise. Why not? Give it a try, eh? Experimentation is always good. Experiment first, decide later.
Week 8 is a recovery week (no weight training), with Weeks 9-12 starting a new block of training, which is essentially the P90X Classic rotations, which are very tough.
M: YogaX AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
W: KenpoX AM
TH: XStretch AM
F: CardioX AM
SA: YogaX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM
Friday, September 24, 2010
Words of Wisdom on Body, Mind, and Breath
These words of wisdom from Yoga Instructor Ish Moran, talking about body, mind, and breath.
What you think of as things that look simple, if you do them with your full focus and your full attentiveness are very strenuous.
The mind starts hooking into "This hurts, okay, this is uncomfortable, I don't like this". So, all of these asanas are designed to open the body to the place where you can sit comfortably. And the mind is not encumbered and focused on what's happening in the body, it may notice it, but it doesn't have to start subvocalizing about it. And the stillness that we talked about in sitting is not really the body, it's the mind. If you stop the mind chatter, the body knows how to sit still, the mind does not let go so easily.
As long as you're concentrating on your breath, and you're focusing on your breath, guess what you're mind is going o be doing? It's not going to be running. The "drunk monkey" is not going to be jumping from limb to limb. It's going to be watching the breath, and counting. Believe it or not, the mind is perfectly willing to do something. Whatever it is, you assign it, it will do that gladly.
Namaste.
--Ish Moran
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Satya (Non-Lying)
Satya or Non-Lying is the 2nd of the "Yamas" or abstentions, the 1st limb of Ashtanga Yoga.
At first, this seems simple and straightforward, just be honest, and do lie, tell the truth. But, in reality, this is much deeper. Balancing this with kindness or Ahimsa is often tough or near impossible. To be kind often involves not telling the truth, holding your tongue, showing patience, or reinterpreting your feelings at that moment. But, is that honest? Maybe.
Let's take a simple example. A friend of mine asks me a rhetorical question like "Do you think I'm a good person?" Without hesitation, I say, "Of course you are, you have so many great qualities about you." And that's a kind response, isn't it? But, for my friend to even bring up that very question, means that something is up, something is wrong, that there's a question in my friend's mind about their standing or being. Now, was my answer honest? I guess so. Was it completely honest? Probably not.
Let's take a more complex example. Let's say I'm selling my company's product to a customer, knowing full well there's lots of weaknesses, limitations, and issues involved, stuff that I conveniently gloss over. Am I being honest there? Well, partially, I suppose, I can spin it so that it is honest, or as honest as I can be. But, it's still half baked, isn't it? I won't tell the whole story because it may jeopardize business, and there's no way that can happen. I guess we call this "sales savvy," or knowing what to say and when.
So, life is full of these half-truths, disguised as kindness, savvy, or wisdom. And I suppose there's nothing wrong with that all, it's just the way we work as human beings.
And then there's the personal issue, being true to yourself, being able to handle your thoughts, words, and actions, and the consequences associated with them. For me, this is always tough, because as kind as I want to be to myself, this self-examination of what is right and wrong, for me, is sometimes tortuous. It's difficult, but sometimes I find peace by accepting whatever thoughts, words, or actions are out there, caused by my mind, mouth, or body and taking ownership and responsibility for them. I ask forgiveness for my thoughts, words, and actions, and pray that I may become a better person someday.
At first, this seems simple and straightforward, just be honest, and do lie, tell the truth. But, in reality, this is much deeper. Balancing this with kindness or Ahimsa is often tough or near impossible. To be kind often involves not telling the truth, holding your tongue, showing patience, or reinterpreting your feelings at that moment. But, is that honest? Maybe.
Let's take a simple example. A friend of mine asks me a rhetorical question like "Do you think I'm a good person?" Without hesitation, I say, "Of course you are, you have so many great qualities about you." And that's a kind response, isn't it? But, for my friend to even bring up that very question, means that something is up, something is wrong, that there's a question in my friend's mind about their standing or being. Now, was my answer honest? I guess so. Was it completely honest? Probably not.
Let's take a more complex example. Let's say I'm selling my company's product to a customer, knowing full well there's lots of weaknesses, limitations, and issues involved, stuff that I conveniently gloss over. Am I being honest there? Well, partially, I suppose, I can spin it so that it is honest, or as honest as I can be. But, it's still half baked, isn't it? I won't tell the whole story because it may jeopardize business, and there's no way that can happen. I guess we call this "sales savvy," or knowing what to say and when.
So, life is full of these half-truths, disguised as kindness, savvy, or wisdom. And I suppose there's nothing wrong with that all, it's just the way we work as human beings.
And then there's the personal issue, being true to yourself, being able to handle your thoughts, words, and actions, and the consequences associated with them. For me, this is always tough, because as kind as I want to be to myself, this self-examination of what is right and wrong, for me, is sometimes tortuous. It's difficult, but sometimes I find peace by accepting whatever thoughts, words, or actions are out there, caused by my mind, mouth, or body and taking ownership and responsibility for them. I ask forgiveness for my thoughts, words, and actions, and pray that I may become a better person someday.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
P90X Lean - Week 6 of 13
Week #6 is done, did XStretch again late Sunday and it made for a great night's sleep. I got through the week pretty much unscathed, I've kept the weights low, the reps high, stayed mostly with the bands instead of doing pull ups, and that has really been a big key to maintain my flexibility and not have as much bulk in my upper body this time around.
Diet wise, I think I'm finding my groove. I know the general idea is to eat more because of the demands of the program, but I'm actually not doing that. Adding some fresh fruit from the Farmer's Market (some beautiful large white nectarines and purple pluots) have given me the boost I've needed. I think my body craved that type of fiber and nourishment.
I still maintained my yoga schedule (M, TU nights + SA morning). This SA morning, I did an "Ashtanga Yoga" video by David Swenson, a real quick one, just 15 minutes + 10 minutes of relaxation. It was nice after doing KenpoX, I didn't get a chance to get to the studio, so it was a good replacement for it.
Week 7 replicates the last two weeks, so my body should be good to go.
M: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX, Studio Yoga PM
W: Chest/Shoulders/Triceps and AbRipperX AM
TH: YogaX AM
F: Legs/Back and AbRipperX AM
SA: KenpoX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM
Diet wise, I think I'm finding my groove. I know the general idea is to eat more because of the demands of the program, but I'm actually not doing that. Adding some fresh fruit from the Farmer's Market (some beautiful large white nectarines and purple pluots) have given me the boost I've needed. I think my body craved that type of fiber and nourishment.
I still maintained my yoga schedule (M, TU nights + SA morning). This SA morning, I did an "Ashtanga Yoga" video by David Swenson, a real quick one, just 15 minutes + 10 minutes of relaxation. It was nice after doing KenpoX, I didn't get a chance to get to the studio, so it was a good replacement for it.
Week 7 replicates the last two weeks, so my body should be good to go.
M: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX, Studio Yoga PM
W: Chest/Shoulders/Triceps and AbRipperX AM
TH: YogaX AM
F: Legs/Back and AbRipperX AM
SA: KenpoX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM
Monday, September 13, 2010
P90X Lean - Week 5 of 13
Week #5 is done, did XStretch late Sunday night after all the football games and really, it's just what my body needed. Weeks 5-7 changes just one routine from the Weeks 1-3, the W resistance workout from "Shoulders and Arms" to "Chest/Shoulders/Triceps".
I remember doing P90X Classic and the change on M and W, from Chest/Back and Shoulders/Arms to Chest/Shoulders/Triceps and Back/Biceps. That was a huge change and where all the muscle confusion starts. In the P90X Lean routine, it's actually just as effective. The "Chest/Shoulders/Triceps" routine was really, really tough, and had my brain and my body going in several different directions. But, I noticed some very good gains in strength and stamina with the different workouts, and applying them to the rest.
Diet wise, it's still a freaking struggle. Doing P90X as a Vegan/Vegetarian is hard. I'm trying to get enough calories in, but it's really difficult. I find myself wanting to eat more often, and not having enough time to do so. Man, I need a personal chef or some better planning. They say that diet is just as important as exercise in P90X, and that's absolutely right. In my case, I simply need to get more nutrition, more food into my system, to handle the exertion. Drinking water all day and night seems to help, keeping hydrated is always a good idea, so I'm definitely doing that.
My body feels good at this point, much better than last week or two weeks ago. Getting some massages helped, and of course, Yoga and Meditation are helping me quite a bit. Doing 3 90-minute Yoga classes, in addition to the P90X routine, as well as nightly 15-minute meditations is really helping. As long as I have the time and energy, I'll keep that part up, to make sure my flexibility and calm, are inline with my gains in strength. If I could just get my diet going, we'd be cooking with gas. :)
Week 6 is a copy of 5 (and 7 also), so here we go.
M: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX, Studio Yoga PM
W: Chest/Shoulders/Triceps and AbRipperX AM
TH: YogaX AM
F: Legs/Back and AbRipperX AM
SA: KenpoX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM
I remember doing P90X Classic and the change on M and W, from Chest/Back and Shoulders/Arms to Chest/Shoulders/Triceps and Back/Biceps. That was a huge change and where all the muscle confusion starts. In the P90X Lean routine, it's actually just as effective. The "Chest/Shoulders/Triceps" routine was really, really tough, and had my brain and my body going in several different directions. But, I noticed some very good gains in strength and stamina with the different workouts, and applying them to the rest.
Diet wise, it's still a freaking struggle. Doing P90X as a Vegan/Vegetarian is hard. I'm trying to get enough calories in, but it's really difficult. I find myself wanting to eat more often, and not having enough time to do so. Man, I need a personal chef or some better planning. They say that diet is just as important as exercise in P90X, and that's absolutely right. In my case, I simply need to get more nutrition, more food into my system, to handle the exertion. Drinking water all day and night seems to help, keeping hydrated is always a good idea, so I'm definitely doing that.
My body feels good at this point, much better than last week or two weeks ago. Getting some massages helped, and of course, Yoga and Meditation are helping me quite a bit. Doing 3 90-minute Yoga classes, in addition to the P90X routine, as well as nightly 15-minute meditations is really helping. As long as I have the time and energy, I'll keep that part up, to make sure my flexibility and calm, are inline with my gains in strength. If I could just get my diet going, we'd be cooking with gas. :)
Week 6 is a copy of 5 (and 7 also), so here we go.
M: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX, Studio Yoga PM
W: Chest/Shoulders/Triceps and AbRipperX AM
TH: YogaX AM
F: Legs/Back and AbRipperX AM
SA: KenpoX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM
Friday, September 10, 2010
Five Simple Rules for Happiness
A friend of mine posted this, and I wanted to share it here:
Five Simple Rules for Happiness:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
Instead of debating, comparing, simplifying, thinking, contemplating, etc. with every other "system" or "style" out there, I'll simply accept these beautiful and simple words of wisdom for what they are, and let them permeate my being. Have a good day all!
Five Simple Rules for Happiness:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
Instead of debating, comparing, simplifying, thinking, contemplating, etc. with every other "system" or "style" out there, I'll simply accept these beautiful and simple words of wisdom for what they are, and let them permeate my being. Have a good day all!
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Ahimsa (Non-Harming)
If there was one virtue to follow, I think "kindness" is the greatest of them all, and possibly the most challenging. In Yoga, it is the first of the five of the abstentions (Yamas), which is the first limb of Ashtanga Yoga. It is called "Ahimsa" or non-harming. "Himsa" means "Violence" or "Harm" and the "A" negates it. To me, this means kindness.
Initially, I thought this would mean "Don't Kill or Hurt Others". I've always lived my life like that. In college, when I was looking for companies to work for, I vowed not to work for any company who's end product was meant to kill or harm any living being. So, missiles, guns, etc. were out, and lots of the military and defense companies that associated with them. The trigger for me was watching "Platoon" and witnessing the horrors of war. I have so much respect for the men and women who fight and are subjected to the violence or war, but it simply isn't for me. I just have a hard time even thinking about harming another being, much less killing someone.
Later, this also moved towards animals, insects, etc. I sidestep snails on the sidewalk and teach my children to respect life and do the same. I became a Vegan/Vegetarian because of the harm and maltreatment that I've learned that factory farms cause to animals. I have a hard time killing ants and spiders, when my family freaks out and sees them. I'd rather pick them up and let them go, rather than kill them.
In learning more about Ahimsa, and also learning from the Catholic Prayer called "Confiteor," I learned that it's simply not my actions that I need to be wary of. We Catholics say in most masses the following prayer:
The last part of Ahimsa that I'm coming to grips with is the object of the harm. Of course, all external objects (people, animals, etc.) are there. But, the internal, yourself, is often excluded from all of this. When I harm myself, whether that be physically (with abuse via diet, overuse, etc.), mentally, or spiritually, then I am causing massive damage that will eventually lead to externals. Let me give you an example. Let's say I have a bad day, I'm bummed out for whatever reason. I beat myself up over the bad day, might blame myself for whatever reason, go through it over and over again in my head. I'm beat up, and not in a good mood, not rested, not peaceful. I go home, see my beautiful kids, who unknowingly push the wrong buttons, and then the harm goes internal to external. No, I don't whack my kids unnecessarily, I don't go there. But, my thoughts and words and looks are just as bad, if not worse. All because of my bad day, and the action of beating myself up for whatever reason. Of course, I'm full of regret after all that, knowing the kids had nothing to do with my bad day, and definitely didn't deserve what came to them. In the end, if I practice Ahimsa and Kindness towards myself, and to those who have caused me hurt and harm, I will be a better and more happy person, not only for myself, but for everyone important to me.
Initially, I thought this would mean "Don't Kill or Hurt Others". I've always lived my life like that. In college, when I was looking for companies to work for, I vowed not to work for any company who's end product was meant to kill or harm any living being. So, missiles, guns, etc. were out, and lots of the military and defense companies that associated with them. The trigger for me was watching "Platoon" and witnessing the horrors of war. I have so much respect for the men and women who fight and are subjected to the violence or war, but it simply isn't for me. I just have a hard time even thinking about harming another being, much less killing someone.
Later, this also moved towards animals, insects, etc. I sidestep snails on the sidewalk and teach my children to respect life and do the same. I became a Vegan/Vegetarian because of the harm and maltreatment that I've learned that factory farms cause to animals. I have a hard time killing ants and spiders, when my family freaks out and sees them. I'd rather pick them up and let them go, rather than kill them.
In learning more about Ahimsa, and also learning from the Catholic Prayer called "Confiteor," I learned that it's simply not my actions that I need to be wary of. We Catholics say in most masses the following prayer:
I confess, to Almighty GodI've said this all of my life, and it was a epiphany to me to reconcile this with Ahimsa. It's not only in my actions, but my failure of action, my thoughts, and my words (both spoken and written) that matter. When I think of this, there's so much harm I inflict in terms of inaction, thoughts, and words. I know my kids would tell you that my spoken words harm them, especially when emotions get involved. I often see this as "parenting" but my approach could always be better, softer, and eventually more effective. My thoughts? Geez, I think if I was to write down the massive amounts of harmful thoughts that go through my mind, I'd have a one-way ticket to well, you know where. Yoga and meditation have led me to prayer to God, and hopefully to help quell these harmful thoughts that race through my mind. Finally, my inaction. This one is tough, but I do see it. When I pass by a stranger in need, who needs help. When I forget to say thank you and show my appreciation, when I forget to call or be considerate of a loved one or friend, those inactions, in the end, are harmful.
and you, my brothers and sisters
that I have sinned through my own fault.
In my thoughts and in my words
in what I have done
and what I have failed to do.
And I ask the Blessed Mary ever Virgin
All the Angels and Saints
and you, my brothers and sisters
to pray for me to the Lord our God.
The last part of Ahimsa that I'm coming to grips with is the object of the harm. Of course, all external objects (people, animals, etc.) are there. But, the internal, yourself, is often excluded from all of this. When I harm myself, whether that be physically (with abuse via diet, overuse, etc.), mentally, or spiritually, then I am causing massive damage that will eventually lead to externals. Let me give you an example. Let's say I have a bad day, I'm bummed out for whatever reason. I beat myself up over the bad day, might blame myself for whatever reason, go through it over and over again in my head. I'm beat up, and not in a good mood, not rested, not peaceful. I go home, see my beautiful kids, who unknowingly push the wrong buttons, and then the harm goes internal to external. No, I don't whack my kids unnecessarily, I don't go there. But, my thoughts and words and looks are just as bad, if not worse. All because of my bad day, and the action of beating myself up for whatever reason. Of course, I'm full of regret after all that, knowing the kids had nothing to do with my bad day, and definitely didn't deserve what came to them. In the end, if I practice Ahimsa and Kindness towards myself, and to those who have caused me hurt and harm, I will be a better and more happy person, not only for myself, but for everyone important to me.
Monday, September 6, 2010
P90X Lean - Week 4 of 13
Week #4 is done, a supposed "recovery" week, but in the P90X Lean program, it was a little tougher. Recovery weeks in the P90X Classic program really felt like a recovery, whereas here it's just a change-up. I got through it, and did my Studio Yoga classes also. My body felt a little beat up this week, so I think some extra rest and going a little easier might be good for me.
Darn "Core Synergistics" is really tough for me, and I know I have focus more on my core. After this program is done, I'm going to try some Pilates Reformer and some Mat Pilates (in addition to Yoga) and see if I can build up my core.
Diet wise, I'm doing a little better, but still struggling. I'm going to do a simpler diet this week, and do some Ayurvedic foods for dinner.
Weeks 5-7 starting a new block of training. This is the "muscle confusion" theory that P90X uses, to change-up the routine and do some body shock. I've done this before, when I was younger, change-up and do some crazy exercises just to shock the body.
M: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX, Studio Yoga PM
W: Chest/Shoulders/Triceps and AbRipperX AM
TH: YogaX AM
F: Legs/Back and AbRipperX AM
SA: KenpoX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM
Darn "Core Synergistics" is really tough for me, and I know I have focus more on my core. After this program is done, I'm going to try some Pilates Reformer and some Mat Pilates (in addition to Yoga) and see if I can build up my core.
Diet wise, I'm doing a little better, but still struggling. I'm going to do a simpler diet this week, and do some Ayurvedic foods for dinner.
Weeks 5-7 starting a new block of training. This is the "muscle confusion" theory that P90X uses, to change-up the routine and do some body shock. I've done this before, when I was younger, change-up and do some crazy exercises just to shock the body.
M: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX, Studio Yoga PM
W: Chest/Shoulders/Triceps and AbRipperX AM
TH: YogaX AM
F: Legs/Back and AbRipperX AM
SA: KenpoX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM
Sunday, August 29, 2010
The 8 Limbs of Yoga
"Ashtanga" or 8 Limbs of Yoga define the core characteristics of Raja Yoga (Royal Yoga), which in turn form the foundation for many Yoga systems today.
The 8 Limbs of Yoga are:
One important note here is that I am a devout Catholic, born and raised, just as my children and family. This is my real foundation, something I have found beauty and peace in. I know lots of people don't approve of the Catholic Faith for a variety of reasons, but like many things, the way we perceive things is but a manifestation of the thoughts in our minds. I take my religion as a very positive part of my life, something that has given me so much for so many years. And just because I study other systems, doesn't mean I'm any less devout.
Okay, with that out of the way, the first limb (Yama) discusses the things you shouldn't do, or avoid, or at least try your best. They are:
The 8 Limbs of Yoga are:
- Yama (Abstentions)
- Niyama (Observations)
- Asana (Seat or Postures)
- Pranayama (Breath or Life Force)
- Pratyahara (Control of Senses)
- Dharana (Concentration)
- Dhyana (Meditation)
- Samadhi (Liberation)
One important note here is that I am a devout Catholic, born and raised, just as my children and family. This is my real foundation, something I have found beauty and peace in. I know lots of people don't approve of the Catholic Faith for a variety of reasons, but like many things, the way we perceive things is but a manifestation of the thoughts in our minds. I take my religion as a very positive part of my life, something that has given me so much for so many years. And just because I study other systems, doesn't mean I'm any less devout.
Okay, with that out of the way, the first limb (Yama) discusses the things you shouldn't do, or avoid, or at least try your best. They are:
- Yamas
- Ahimsa (Non-Harming)
- Satya (Non-Lying)
- Asteya (Non-Stealing)
- Brahmacharya (Non-Sexual Misconduct)
- Aparigraha (Non-Greed)
P90X Lean - Week 3 of 13
Week #3 is done, and the first 'block' with it. P90X is divided up into 3 blocks, with 1 week 'recovery blocks' built in between. I got through the week unscathed, and my body felt pretty good throughout. In addition to the routine, I also did Yoga on M, TU, and SA. The XStretch on Sunday was particularly nice, sometimes just getting in a nice and easy stretch makes all the difference in the world.
Diet wise, I'm continuing to struggle a bit. That's the hardest part of P90X, to get your food right. I will need to continue to press this week to get it right, get enough high quality calories and fiber to make a difference. I feel great through, stronger, but still flexible. I did feel a bit sleepy late in the week, probably due to a lack of sleep and some long days at work.
Week 4 is a recovery week (no weight training), with Weeks 5-7 starting a new block of training.
M: YogaX AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
W: KenpoX AM
TH: XStretch AM
F: CardioX AM
SA: YogaX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM
Diet wise, I'm continuing to struggle a bit. That's the hardest part of P90X, to get your food right. I will need to continue to press this week to get it right, get enough high quality calories and fiber to make a difference. I feel great through, stronger, but still flexible. I did feel a bit sleepy late in the week, probably due to a lack of sleep and some long days at work.
Week 4 is a recovery week (no weight training), with Weeks 5-7 starting a new block of training.
M: YogaX AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
W: KenpoX AM
TH: XStretch AM
F: CardioX AM
SA: YogaX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Tolerance
Tolerance is probably my most important quality I strive for and look for in people. Along the lines of the virtues I discussed a while back:
It crosses a lot of lines, habits, beliefs, faith, ethics, morals, etc. So when I am presented with something difficult, something I don't agree with, am I tolerant, do I listen, do I try to understand? Most of the time, the answer is probably no, simply because it's a work in progress. And my hope and prayer is that one day, I will be a better person for being more tolerant, more pure, more moderate, more kind, more generous, more lively, more humble, and finally more content.
- Purity
- Moderation
- Kindness
- Generosity
- Liveliness
- Humility
- Contentment
It crosses a lot of lines, habits, beliefs, faith, ethics, morals, etc. So when I am presented with something difficult, something I don't agree with, am I tolerant, do I listen, do I try to understand? Most of the time, the answer is probably no, simply because it's a work in progress. And my hope and prayer is that one day, I will be a better person for being more tolerant, more pure, more moderate, more kind, more generous, more lively, more humble, and finally more content.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Passport to Prana
This past weekend, I created my own Yoga Retreat in the City. I had the ambitious goal of doing 8 classes in 3 days, to mimic somewhat what I experienced at the Wanderlust Festival in Lake Tahoe, but with the many studios in the City. "Passport to Prana" is a great way to experience this. You pick a city, sign up for the card, and then present it to any one of the participating studios for that city. In my case, there are 40+ studios that are available to try. You get to visit each studio once, with a deadline of 11/30/10 in my case. Given that the card only cost $30, and a drop-in visit can range from $12 to $20, this is a great deal.
So, I planned my days accordingly, took a mix of classes from different studios, styles, teachers, levels, etc. just to get immersed in the many interpretations of Yoga. Overall, it was an incredible experience. My body was pretty good throughout, considering the pace and frequency of the workouts. And I came out of it with an appreciation for all types of Yoga, for the teachers, the small business owners, the large corporations, etc. that are involved with the science, philosophy, business, and practice of Yoga.
On Friday, I scheduled 4 very different styles and studios.
It started at 6am with a "Mysore Style Ashtanga Yoga" class. This is a self-paced class, where you go through the Ashtanga sequences, and a teacher supervises, gives pointers, etc. during the practice. It was strange at first, seeing people go through independent movements, something I hadn't been exposed to before. My teacher greeted me, knowing it was my first time in that style of class. Even though I had practiced Yoga a lot before, she gave me a lot of "beginner" type pointers that were invaluable. She gave me some tips, particularly in Cobra/Upward Dog that had me questioning what I've been doing these past many years in my practice, and why other teachers never corrected my form in that way. In the end, it was cool, like a fundamentals camp, if you will. It would be like learning defensive stance or shooting form in basketball and working on that for a whole week or so.
Next, was very different type of Yoga called "Integral Yoga". The studio was an old Victorian Mansion, with a completely homie vibe, non commercial, and very inviting. I met a couple of nice folks there who had gone on a retreat with that group and they both said it was great. I ended up taking a beginner class (which was very easy for me) but I did pick up some things in there I've never seen before (including eye exercises). The teacher was very gentle and very calm and I came out of there very peaceful and ready for more.
Next, was a "Yin Yoga" class. I've been doing Yin for a few months now, and I dig it. It's kind of a cross between a restorative class and a stretching class, and focuses on the connective tissues. You hold what looks like very simple poses for an extended period of time, and while the poses look quiet and peaceful, your connectives tissues are raging and on fire. It's a great way to open up your body, and I enjoyed that greatly.
So, after a good early morning of fundamentals, some nice easy basics, and some connective work, I went to a "Midnight Yoga" class, which was a Vinyasa Flow class with a live musician and a very groovy atmosphere. My teacher there was just great, gorgeous in many ways (more than just physical of course), and took us through a freaking killer workout. I know it was late and I had done 3 classes already, but I was toast after that. 2 hours of tough and creative Vinyasa flows, movements smoothly connected to poses I had really not combined that way before. My body was in shock at first, and definitely ready for bed.
On Saturday, I chose two challenging Vinyasa Flow classes, intermediate/advanced levels.
The first was early morning and was packed to the hilt. I knew it going in, because I took a similar class with the same teacher at Wanderlust. It was awesome, just like in Wanderlust. The chanting, the flows, the meditation, the energy, the peace ... all of what you want in class, it was all there. People there were very cool, and I enjoyed it greatly.
The second was in the afternoon at a very old-school studio. My teacher was a cheerleader, very fit and strong, and very challenging. What was truly amazing about her was how she broke everything down step-by-step, preparation for some very hard poses. At the end, I did a crazy arm balance (hard for me to do those because of my body type, and my wrist pain ... too much typing), and I surprised myself that I could even do that. I learned a lot there and enjoyed it greatly.
Sunday, I chose one challenging Vinyasa Flow class, and one Beginner class.
The first was early morning, and my buddy came up to take it with me. We've been workout partners since we were kids, and it's always nice to have one of your best friends join you, especially when you need a small push to finish off 8 classes in 3 days. That was a tough class. It was in a semi-heated room (not Bikram hot) but the movements were vicious. Lots of standing balance, Warrior Three, type poses, held long. I was sweating up a storm, and it's good I brought my YogiToes Towel with me. I needed it. Savasana felt great, and I really enjoyed it. I met up with the teacher afterward, who I recognized from the Wanderlust festival. She was so cool, had a great energy about her, and led me through a tough, but very nice workout.
The last one was at "Yoga Works," one of the more commercialized studios out there. It felt like I was shopping at Neiman Marcus or something like that. It was a beginner class, I took it on purpose, to complete the Vinyasa that was my weekend. And it was great. Lots of people in there who never took Yoga before, and it gave me an appreciation for how to teach them, and what it would take. It's tough, I'm telling you. It's not like basketball, which I've played and coached for 35+ years. It's going to take me some time to ever get to that level, but I'll get there someday. What was really cool is that I picked up some pointers, some echoed from my first class of the weekend, and some totally new. And that's what nice about a beginning class, to remind one about the basics and fundamentals. So often, we just go through poses and motions, and we're not building good habits, not correcting form, etc. So you go through thinking you're doing something right, and it's totally off. In any case, I took the benefits of this beginning practice and appreciated the lessons learned there.
Wow! I can't believe I really did that! It was cool! I think I have 33 studios left on my card, and I'll likely not do 8 in 3 days, rather 1 or 2 in 1 day. But, it was a wonderful experience, something I'm very thankful for. Thanks so much to the studios, the teachers, the other Yogis, and especially to my family for allowing me this precious time. Namaste.
So, I planned my days accordingly, took a mix of classes from different studios, styles, teachers, levels, etc. just to get immersed in the many interpretations of Yoga. Overall, it was an incredible experience. My body was pretty good throughout, considering the pace and frequency of the workouts. And I came out of it with an appreciation for all types of Yoga, for the teachers, the small business owners, the large corporations, etc. that are involved with the science, philosophy, business, and practice of Yoga.
On Friday, I scheduled 4 very different styles and studios.
It started at 6am with a "Mysore Style Ashtanga Yoga" class. This is a self-paced class, where you go through the Ashtanga sequences, and a teacher supervises, gives pointers, etc. during the practice. It was strange at first, seeing people go through independent movements, something I hadn't been exposed to before. My teacher greeted me, knowing it was my first time in that style of class. Even though I had practiced Yoga a lot before, she gave me a lot of "beginner" type pointers that were invaluable. She gave me some tips, particularly in Cobra/Upward Dog that had me questioning what I've been doing these past many years in my practice, and why other teachers never corrected my form in that way. In the end, it was cool, like a fundamentals camp, if you will. It would be like learning defensive stance or shooting form in basketball and working on that for a whole week or so.
Next, was very different type of Yoga called "Integral Yoga". The studio was an old Victorian Mansion, with a completely homie vibe, non commercial, and very inviting. I met a couple of nice folks there who had gone on a retreat with that group and they both said it was great. I ended up taking a beginner class (which was very easy for me) but I did pick up some things in there I've never seen before (including eye exercises). The teacher was very gentle and very calm and I came out of there very peaceful and ready for more.
Next, was a "Yin Yoga" class. I've been doing Yin for a few months now, and I dig it. It's kind of a cross between a restorative class and a stretching class, and focuses on the connective tissues. You hold what looks like very simple poses for an extended period of time, and while the poses look quiet and peaceful, your connectives tissues are raging and on fire. It's a great way to open up your body, and I enjoyed that greatly.
So, after a good early morning of fundamentals, some nice easy basics, and some connective work, I went to a "Midnight Yoga" class, which was a Vinyasa Flow class with a live musician and a very groovy atmosphere. My teacher there was just great, gorgeous in many ways (more than just physical of course), and took us through a freaking killer workout. I know it was late and I had done 3 classes already, but I was toast after that. 2 hours of tough and creative Vinyasa flows, movements smoothly connected to poses I had really not combined that way before. My body was in shock at first, and definitely ready for bed.
On Saturday, I chose two challenging Vinyasa Flow classes, intermediate/advanced levels.
The first was early morning and was packed to the hilt. I knew it going in, because I took a similar class with the same teacher at Wanderlust. It was awesome, just like in Wanderlust. The chanting, the flows, the meditation, the energy, the peace ... all of what you want in class, it was all there. People there were very cool, and I enjoyed it greatly.
The second was in the afternoon at a very old-school studio. My teacher was a cheerleader, very fit and strong, and very challenging. What was truly amazing about her was how she broke everything down step-by-step, preparation for some very hard poses. At the end, I did a crazy arm balance (hard for me to do those because of my body type, and my wrist pain ... too much typing), and I surprised myself that I could even do that. I learned a lot there and enjoyed it greatly.
Sunday, I chose one challenging Vinyasa Flow class, and one Beginner class.
The first was early morning, and my buddy came up to take it with me. We've been workout partners since we were kids, and it's always nice to have one of your best friends join you, especially when you need a small push to finish off 8 classes in 3 days. That was a tough class. It was in a semi-heated room (not Bikram hot) but the movements were vicious. Lots of standing balance, Warrior Three, type poses, held long. I was sweating up a storm, and it's good I brought my YogiToes Towel with me. I needed it. Savasana felt great, and I really enjoyed it. I met up with the teacher afterward, who I recognized from the Wanderlust festival. She was so cool, had a great energy about her, and led me through a tough, but very nice workout.
The last one was at "Yoga Works," one of the more commercialized studios out there. It felt like I was shopping at Neiman Marcus or something like that. It was a beginner class, I took it on purpose, to complete the Vinyasa that was my weekend. And it was great. Lots of people in there who never took Yoga before, and it gave me an appreciation for how to teach them, and what it would take. It's tough, I'm telling you. It's not like basketball, which I've played and coached for 35+ years. It's going to take me some time to ever get to that level, but I'll get there someday. What was really cool is that I picked up some pointers, some echoed from my first class of the weekend, and some totally new. And that's what nice about a beginning class, to remind one about the basics and fundamentals. So often, we just go through poses and motions, and we're not building good habits, not correcting form, etc. So you go through thinking you're doing something right, and it's totally off. In any case, I took the benefits of this beginning practice and appreciated the lessons learned there.
Wow! I can't believe I really did that! It was cool! I think I have 33 studios left on my card, and I'll likely not do 8 in 3 days, rather 1 or 2 in 1 day. But, it was a wonderful experience, something I'm very thankful for. Thanks so much to the studios, the teachers, the other Yogis, and especially to my family for allowing me this precious time. Namaste.
P90X Lean - Week 2 of 13
Week #2 is done, and thank goodness, it was not as brutal as Week #1. I think my body got accustomed to some of the movements and sequences again, and I was better prepared to pace myself through the whole week. What complicated matters this week was that I had a Yoga Weekend in the City, 8 classes in 3 days, which I will detail in the next blog. So that meant P90X for F, SAT, and SUN, took a break for the destruction and peace that mass Yoga can bring.
So, I did the main routine from M -> TH, Core Synergistic, CardioX, Shoulders/Arms/AbRipperX/YogaX. F, I did 4 (yes 4) Yoga classes from starting at 6 am and ending at midnight. SAT, I did 2 challenging Yoga classes, and SUN, 1 challenging class and 1 easy one.
Week 3 is a clone of Weeks 1 and 2.
M: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX AM, Studio Yoga PM
W: Shoulders and Arms and AbRipperX AM
TH: YogaX AM
F: Legs and Back AM
SA: KenpoX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM
So, I did the main routine from M -> TH, Core Synergistic, CardioX, Shoulders/Arms/AbRipperX/YogaX. F, I did 4 (yes 4) Yoga classes from starting at 6 am and ending at midnight. SAT, I did 2 challenging Yoga classes, and SUN, 1 challenging class and 1 easy one.
Week 3 is a clone of Weeks 1 and 2.
M: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX AM, Studio Yoga PM
W: Shoulders and Arms and AbRipperX AM
TH: YogaX AM
F: Legs and Back AM
SA: KenpoX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM
Thursday, August 19, 2010
The Dream of Dreams
Man, I had an incredible dream last night. Thinking about Inception, and the 'kicks' that go from dream to dream, I think I had one of the magical moments.
I haven't lived a perfect life, far from it. And I have hurt a few people in my past with my words and my actions. Well, in this dream, I visited each and every one of them. I remember it vividly. I was in their home, stayed with each one not for just a moment or two, but for a while, several days or weeks at a time. I remember talking not only with them, but with their relatives, their kids, the significant others as well, explaining to them what I was like, what I did wrong, how sorry I was, and how I much I wanted to make up for all it. It was crazy, the clarity of the moments, the words I chose to say, the expressions on faces, all felt so real. Luckily for me and my soul, there were a finite number of people I visited, but I remember them all in my dream.
They say that the mind can't distinguish between thoughts in dreams and those in reality. And this dream for me gave me a sense of relief that I have been longing for. A huge burden was lifted, and I know I felt someone was telling me that I was forgiven for all of those indiscretions and actions, and that it was okay to move on.
So, to those of you beautiful people who were part of my dream, and hence part of my life, I say to you thank you for your kindness, I wish you nothing but the best in your pursuits in life, and I pray that happiness finds it's way to you and your family, wherever you may be.
I haven't lived a perfect life, far from it. And I have hurt a few people in my past with my words and my actions. Well, in this dream, I visited each and every one of them. I remember it vividly. I was in their home, stayed with each one not for just a moment or two, but for a while, several days or weeks at a time. I remember talking not only with them, but with their relatives, their kids, the significant others as well, explaining to them what I was like, what I did wrong, how sorry I was, and how I much I wanted to make up for all it. It was crazy, the clarity of the moments, the words I chose to say, the expressions on faces, all felt so real. Luckily for me and my soul, there were a finite number of people I visited, but I remember them all in my dream.
They say that the mind can't distinguish between thoughts in dreams and those in reality. And this dream for me gave me a sense of relief that I have been longing for. A huge burden was lifted, and I know I felt someone was telling me that I was forgiven for all of those indiscretions and actions, and that it was okay to move on.
So, to those of you beautiful people who were part of my dream, and hence part of my life, I say to you thank you for your kindness, I wish you nothing but the best in your pursuits in life, and I pray that happiness finds it's way to you and your family, wherever you may be.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
P90X Lean - Week 1 of 13
About 2 years ago, I went through P90X Classic, which was a killer strength building routine. This time around, my goals are a bit different. Of course, I want want to build strength, because I have been working on my flexibility and openness for a while now, as well as cardio. But, I want to build it while keeping my flexibility. It's tough to be both strong and flexible, especially when you want to lean out as well, but that's the lofty goal. P90X Lean focuses more on reps, and less on the hardcore strength training.
I just finished Week #1, which was a killer, although I went into it thinking it would be much easier than the Classic I did a while back. My muscles, especially my shoulders, arms, lats, and hips feel like they've been thrown through a washing machine, very sore. And I did such light weights (just 9 lbs. on my adjustable dumbbells for all exercises). I'm going to stick with very, very light weights throughout the program, and probably not do as many pullups, and just do bands, etc.
To complicate matters, I did 3 sessions (2 of them pretty tough) of Yoga on M, TU, and SAT. So, all in all, that was 8 workout routines during the week. SUN, I'm going to focus on stretching, recovery, restorative Yoga, and some meditation.
Diet-wise, P90X is a huge challenge, because you need to eat, and you tend to overeat. Definitely the case for me. I'm a Vegan/Vegetarian, so it's even tougher. But, that's something I'm going to focus on in the next couple of weeks, to eat cleaner, more often, higher quality, etc.
So, here was my schedule this week (and also for the next 2 weeks):
M: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX AM, Studio Yoga PM
W: Shoulders and Arms and AbRipperX AM
TH: YogaX AM
F: Legs and Back AM
SA: KenpoX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM, Restorative Yoga + Meditation PM
I just finished Week #1, which was a killer, although I went into it thinking it would be much easier than the Classic I did a while back. My muscles, especially my shoulders, arms, lats, and hips feel like they've been thrown through a washing machine, very sore. And I did such light weights (just 9 lbs. on my adjustable dumbbells for all exercises). I'm going to stick with very, very light weights throughout the program, and probably not do as many pullups, and just do bands, etc.
To complicate matters, I did 3 sessions (2 of them pretty tough) of Yoga on M, TU, and SAT. So, all in all, that was 8 workout routines during the week. SUN, I'm going to focus on stretching, recovery, restorative Yoga, and some meditation.
Diet-wise, P90X is a huge challenge, because you need to eat, and you tend to overeat. Definitely the case for me. I'm a Vegan/Vegetarian, so it's even tougher. But, that's something I'm going to focus on in the next couple of weeks, to eat cleaner, more often, higher quality, etc.
So, here was my schedule this week (and also for the next 2 weeks):
M: Core Synergistics AM, Studio Yoga PM
TU: CardioX AM, Studio Yoga PM
W: Shoulders and Arms and AbRipperX AM
TH: YogaX AM
F: Legs and Back AM
SA: KenpoX AM, Studio Yoga AM
SU: XStretch AM, Restorative Yoga + Meditation PM
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Awakening, Spirituality, Nirvana, Enlightenment, God, etc.
Onto a heavier topic. After the Wanderlust Yoga and Music Festival, I gave some very deep thought to the idea of God, a higher being, my soul, etc.
During the past several months, I've been searching for answers to my personal spirituality and religion. I am a Roman Catholic, born and baptized as such, and very much strong in those beliefs. I know some people say that they are spiritual, but not religious, and they think that's a good thing. Organized religion has taken it's share of criticisms over the many years, some deservedly so, but I also feel that the majority of people in organized religions have good intentions and are good people, likely because of their belief and faith, and their 'organized' religion. Look, I have nothing against anyone religious or not. Religion is one of those topics that is so personal, that I can't say what is right or wrong for any given person. Whatever you believe is right for you, so long as you live a good life and are a good person because of it. Isn't that what really matters?
Yoga is interesting because it is independent of religion. Sure, it has it's roots in India, where Hinduism and Buddhism have a strong influence. The lessons learned in Yoga, the 'rules' or 'steps' one needs to follow, much like the commandments, the Apostle's Creed, and many other verses and texts which give Catholics similar 'rules' or 'steps', outline a lifestyle that is geared towards being a better person. Certainly, there are exceptions, where people take religion and these 'rules' and 'steps' to divide, to break other rules, and to cause damage and harm. But, if they are followed as intended, with the goal in mind to become better, to be more kind to humanity and the world, then these are good things, aren't they?
Unlike other teachings, Yoga describes, in detail, disciplines to keep one physically fit and healthy. Of course, this is but a small aspect of Yoga, as the physical well being becomes an enabler for the much deeper meaning of Yoga, to find a union of the body, mind, and spirit through self exploration and discipline. And throughout this process, discovering peace, calm, and stillness, and a deep understanding of one's strengths and weaknesses. Of course, I'm nowhere near there, it'll take my lifetime just to approach the first few steps, but the journey is the reward.
So back to Wanderlust. As I stretched and moved through asanas, I really did feel a spiritual connection somewhere, and it went back to my family, my father who passed away many years ago, my mother who I love dearly, my brother, my older and younger sisters, my wife, my kids, and the rest of my extended family. All of this religion, spirituality, etc. eventually circles back to the people I love. Although it may seem like it's my individual journey, going through my emotions, feelings, issues, etc., it is really about becoming a better person for myself, and eventually for those I love, my family and my close friends. And my simple discovery is this. "Kindness, especially to those who have hurt or harmed you, is the pathway to peace, calm, and stillness." If I can be kind, if Yoga and my religious beliefs can help me be kind, even to those who have given me pause, then surely I can be kind to those I love. And that kindness, that which I give away freely, is my path to my spirituality.
Deep, eh? Okay, so now I'm supposed to forget that I even came up with any of that, and live my life as kind as I can, with no other reason than to continue my search for happiness.
During the past several months, I've been searching for answers to my personal spirituality and religion. I am a Roman Catholic, born and baptized as such, and very much strong in those beliefs. I know some people say that they are spiritual, but not religious, and they think that's a good thing. Organized religion has taken it's share of criticisms over the many years, some deservedly so, but I also feel that the majority of people in organized religions have good intentions and are good people, likely because of their belief and faith, and their 'organized' religion. Look, I have nothing against anyone religious or not. Religion is one of those topics that is so personal, that I can't say what is right or wrong for any given person. Whatever you believe is right for you, so long as you live a good life and are a good person because of it. Isn't that what really matters?
Yoga is interesting because it is independent of religion. Sure, it has it's roots in India, where Hinduism and Buddhism have a strong influence. The lessons learned in Yoga, the 'rules' or 'steps' one needs to follow, much like the commandments, the Apostle's Creed, and many other verses and texts which give Catholics similar 'rules' or 'steps', outline a lifestyle that is geared towards being a better person. Certainly, there are exceptions, where people take religion and these 'rules' and 'steps' to divide, to break other rules, and to cause damage and harm. But, if they are followed as intended, with the goal in mind to become better, to be more kind to humanity and the world, then these are good things, aren't they?
Unlike other teachings, Yoga describes, in detail, disciplines to keep one physically fit and healthy. Of course, this is but a small aspect of Yoga, as the physical well being becomes an enabler for the much deeper meaning of Yoga, to find a union of the body, mind, and spirit through self exploration and discipline. And throughout this process, discovering peace, calm, and stillness, and a deep understanding of one's strengths and weaknesses. Of course, I'm nowhere near there, it'll take my lifetime just to approach the first few steps, but the journey is the reward.
So back to Wanderlust. As I stretched and moved through asanas, I really did feel a spiritual connection somewhere, and it went back to my family, my father who passed away many years ago, my mother who I love dearly, my brother, my older and younger sisters, my wife, my kids, and the rest of my extended family. All of this religion, spirituality, etc. eventually circles back to the people I love. Although it may seem like it's my individual journey, going through my emotions, feelings, issues, etc., it is really about becoming a better person for myself, and eventually for those I love, my family and my close friends. And my simple discovery is this. "Kindness, especially to those who have hurt or harmed you, is the pathway to peace, calm, and stillness." If I can be kind, if Yoga and my religious beliefs can help me be kind, even to those who have given me pause, then surely I can be kind to those I love. And that kindness, that which I give away freely, is my path to my spirituality.
Deep, eh? Okay, so now I'm supposed to forget that I even came up with any of that, and live my life as kind as I can, with no other reason than to continue my search for happiness.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Gear
This is meant to be a light hearted topic, so don't judge and take it easy.
At the Wanderlust Yoga and Music Festival, one of the striking things for me was the gear that people were sporting. All of the T-Shirts with Om symbols, Buddha, Gandhi, Shiva, Shakti, any given Hindu deity, and every [blank] Yoga or Yoga [blank] brand you could imagine. All of the clothes that were green, recycled, up-cycled, vintage, mis-matched, yoga inspired 'walking around' clothes. It reminded me of the hippy 60's inspired clothes, dressed up with a modern Hindu twist. And the 'yoga workout' clothes? Man, I think Lululemon has cornered the market on mainstream Yoga clothes, because everyone (including me) was sporting some expensive Lululemon gear. Mats, blocks, bolsters, blankets, books, videos, paintings, souvenirs, food, supplements, etc. Talk about accessories and gear, it was all there, on display for everyone to see, show off, buy and sell.
So, I came back home thinking deeply about this, and what the 'old school' yogis would think about what Yoga has become in modern times. For certain, in the U.S., we have emphasized the physical aspects of Yoga (asanas) more than anything else. It's moved from Jazzercise to Step to Spinning to Yoga and Zumba, and Yoga has morphed into health clubs as just another method for getting into shape, and the 'fashionable thing to do'. And the other more spiritual aspects, the history, etc. are often lost in translation. Dedicated Yoga studios have popped up all over the place, with a wide variety of styles and teachers, many of them doubling as shops toting books, videos, clothes, mats, bottles, drinks, supplements, and even more gear.
You know how it is when you get into something, you need to gear up. If I'm gonna play basketball, I need to sport some Nike Hyperdunks, some long shorts (or short pants), and a matching shooting shirt. If I'm gonna go for a run, I need runner's gear, the right shoes, tights, running gloves, GPS, etc. And for Yoga, I need a nice mat, an array of Lululemon gear, and maybe some stuff to wear when I'm 'walking around' to let everyone know how Yoga is so awesome and important to me. Or do I?
I remember when I was a kid, just starting to play hoops and ride my bike. Man, it didn't matter what shoes I wore, what kind of bike I had or anything like that. I just played ball, I just rode my bike. And for many yogis, they don't use fancy mats, have fancy clothes, or wear anything resembling a brand name. Take Norman Allen, for example, the first American to learn from K. Pattabhi Jois, the founder of Ashtanga Yoga and a student of T. Krishnamacharya, who is also BKS Iyengar's guruji. Norman Allen lives in obscurity on the Big Island of Hawaii, and is so humble, you would never know how much knowledge and practice this man has accumulated, especially compared to the 'Rock Stars' of Yoga that we now have, complete with their empires of studios, videos, gear, etc.
So what I do think about all of this? I don't know, to be honest. In some ways, I'm saddened for those who founded Yoga, and see it's message twisted and de-emphasized. And in other ways, I'm happy for all of those who have found Yoga, even in it's current form, because it has had such a positive effect on their health, and often in the spirit as well.
For me, I'm a gearhead, so I'll always have my gear, no matter what I do. But, it does give me pause. I'll likely not go crazy advertising my love for yoga via a T-Shirt with a Om symbol, a Buddha, or some Yoga inspired phrase. But, darn, that Lululemon stuff is sweet! :)
At the Wanderlust Yoga and Music Festival, one of the striking things for me was the gear that people were sporting. All of the T-Shirts with Om symbols, Buddha, Gandhi, Shiva, Shakti, any given Hindu deity, and every [blank] Yoga or Yoga [blank] brand you could imagine. All of the clothes that were green, recycled, up-cycled, vintage, mis-matched, yoga inspired 'walking around' clothes. It reminded me of the hippy 60's inspired clothes, dressed up with a modern Hindu twist. And the 'yoga workout' clothes? Man, I think Lululemon has cornered the market on mainstream Yoga clothes, because everyone (including me) was sporting some expensive Lululemon gear. Mats, blocks, bolsters, blankets, books, videos, paintings, souvenirs, food, supplements, etc. Talk about accessories and gear, it was all there, on display for everyone to see, show off, buy and sell.
So, I came back home thinking deeply about this, and what the 'old school' yogis would think about what Yoga has become in modern times. For certain, in the U.S., we have emphasized the physical aspects of Yoga (asanas) more than anything else. It's moved from Jazzercise to Step to Spinning to Yoga and Zumba, and Yoga has morphed into health clubs as just another method for getting into shape, and the 'fashionable thing to do'. And the other more spiritual aspects, the history, etc. are often lost in translation. Dedicated Yoga studios have popped up all over the place, with a wide variety of styles and teachers, many of them doubling as shops toting books, videos, clothes, mats, bottles, drinks, supplements, and even more gear.
You know how it is when you get into something, you need to gear up. If I'm gonna play basketball, I need to sport some Nike Hyperdunks, some long shorts (or short pants), and a matching shooting shirt. If I'm gonna go for a run, I need runner's gear, the right shoes, tights, running gloves, GPS, etc. And for Yoga, I need a nice mat, an array of Lululemon gear, and maybe some stuff to wear when I'm 'walking around' to let everyone know how Yoga is so awesome and important to me. Or do I?
I remember when I was a kid, just starting to play hoops and ride my bike. Man, it didn't matter what shoes I wore, what kind of bike I had or anything like that. I just played ball, I just rode my bike. And for many yogis, they don't use fancy mats, have fancy clothes, or wear anything resembling a brand name. Take Norman Allen, for example, the first American to learn from K. Pattabhi Jois, the founder of Ashtanga Yoga and a student of T. Krishnamacharya, who is also BKS Iyengar's guruji. Norman Allen lives in obscurity on the Big Island of Hawaii, and is so humble, you would never know how much knowledge and practice this man has accumulated, especially compared to the 'Rock Stars' of Yoga that we now have, complete with their empires of studios, videos, gear, etc.
So what I do think about all of this? I don't know, to be honest. In some ways, I'm saddened for those who founded Yoga, and see it's message twisted and de-emphasized. And in other ways, I'm happy for all of those who have found Yoga, even in it's current form, because it has had such a positive effect on their health, and often in the spirit as well.
For me, I'm a gearhead, so I'll always have my gear, no matter what I do. But, it does give me pause. I'll likely not go crazy advertising my love for yoga via a T-Shirt with a Om symbol, a Buddha, or some Yoga inspired phrase. But, darn, that Lululemon stuff is sweet! :)
Monday, August 2, 2010
Wanderlust Yoga and Music Festival
Talk about a treat, I just got back from my first ever yoga festival. Four days of yoga, music, and fun set in Squaw Valley. Among the trees and mountains, there were massive tents, rows of vendors for Vegans and Vegetarians, yoga clothing companies and accessories, and the beauty that is Squaw Valley Ski Resort. I went to get exposed to different types of teachers, different styles of yoga, and to meet my fellow yogis and yoginis who share a passion for the gift of yoga.
All in all, I took 10 classes over the course of 4 days. Each class was special, different, eye-opening, and wonderful. The people there were so open, so kind, so healthy, so beautiful, and so peaceful, it made me feel like a thousand kindred souls were sharing time and space in a sacred place. And if you've never taken 3 hard 90 minute or 2-hour class in a single day, your body is due for some shock and awe. Surprisingly and incredibly, I wasn't sore at all, I could've probably done 3 tough 2-hour classes per day with no issues. My only issues were my poor heels, which are not used to being in flip-flops for many hours a day!
In terms of the classes, most incorporated Vinyasa flows, great music (live, DJ, or recorded), some random trance dancing which was just wild, lots of Warrior stances and lunges, some crazy stretches, some awesome chanting, some community and partner based yoga, and finally some very loving and peaceful savasanas which transported me to the depths of my inner being, where calm and stillness live. The teachers were all amazing in their own right, very knowledgeable in all aspects of yoga (not just asanas), on-point, technical, and great technical instructors. My teachers included Shiva Rea, Vinny Marino, Kia Miller, Lama Christie McNally, Rusty Wells, Annie Carpenter, Kerri Kelly & Suzanne Sterling, Christa Cullen, Duncan Wong, and Doug Swenson. I missed out on Seane Corne, Baron Baptiste, Les Leventhal, and a few other great teachers, so I hope to catch one of their classes in the future.
The event also included many great artists including Moby, MC Yogi, and other bands I had no clue about. I think my iPod will have some new Yoga inspired music soon.
All in all, it was an incredible experience. To be around my fellow yogis and yoginis for several days in such a beautiful place was a blessing, and something I will always cherish and remember with fondess and love. I also missed my family very much, and thought of them constantly. If anything, the experience strengthened my love and kindness for my family even more, and showed me how important they really are to my life. I will be back in full force in 2010!
Note in subsequent blogs, I'm going to talk about a few silly and a few deep topics regarding the yoga festival. Everything from food and fashion to spirituality and awakening, or something like that. Stay tuned!
All in all, I took 10 classes over the course of 4 days. Each class was special, different, eye-opening, and wonderful. The people there were so open, so kind, so healthy, so beautiful, and so peaceful, it made me feel like a thousand kindred souls were sharing time and space in a sacred place. And if you've never taken 3 hard 90 minute or 2-hour class in a single day, your body is due for some shock and awe. Surprisingly and incredibly, I wasn't sore at all, I could've probably done 3 tough 2-hour classes per day with no issues. My only issues were my poor heels, which are not used to being in flip-flops for many hours a day!
In terms of the classes, most incorporated Vinyasa flows, great music (live, DJ, or recorded), some random trance dancing which was just wild, lots of Warrior stances and lunges, some crazy stretches, some awesome chanting, some community and partner based yoga, and finally some very loving and peaceful savasanas which transported me to the depths of my inner being, where calm and stillness live. The teachers were all amazing in their own right, very knowledgeable in all aspects of yoga (not just asanas), on-point, technical, and great technical instructors. My teachers included Shiva Rea, Vinny Marino, Kia Miller, Lama Christie McNally, Rusty Wells, Annie Carpenter, Kerri Kelly & Suzanne Sterling, Christa Cullen, Duncan Wong, and Doug Swenson. I missed out on Seane Corne, Baron Baptiste, Les Leventhal, and a few other great teachers, so I hope to catch one of their classes in the future.
The event also included many great artists including Moby, MC Yogi, and other bands I had no clue about. I think my iPod will have some new Yoga inspired music soon.
All in all, it was an incredible experience. To be around my fellow yogis and yoginis for several days in such a beautiful place was a blessing, and something I will always cherish and remember with fondess and love. I also missed my family very much, and thought of them constantly. If anything, the experience strengthened my love and kindness for my family even more, and showed me how important they really are to my life. I will be back in full force in 2010!
Note in subsequent blogs, I'm going to talk about a few silly and a few deep topics regarding the yoga festival. Everything from food and fashion to spirituality and awakening, or something like that. Stay tuned!
Monday, July 26, 2010
SF Marathon Recap
So I did it, it's done. I jogged 1 mile of the San Francisco Marathon as planned, took a photo of the 'Mile 1' flag, and then proceeded to walk back to the starting line, against the grain of the oncoming runners who were just getting started, took off my bib, and then jogged back to my car and headed home.
What a strange feeling. I've never done that before, not finished a race (except for a bike race I did a while back, where I took a wrong turn and ended prematurely). It was a great contrast, the energy of the start of the race with everyone going in one direction, compared to the calm and stillness and quiet of the walk back, against the grain. It seemed like everyone was looking at me, wondering who I was, what I was doing. Maybe some of them thought I finished the race already, maybe some of them didn't have an idea.
I didn't really mind. I was just taking it all in. The past 12 weeks of training for this moment, the injury to my knee which prevented me from completing the race, the decision to go anyway, to walk 1 mile and be done with it. It was better for me to show up, pick up my stuff, prepare as if I was going to complete it, and do a small part versus just not showing up at all. And it was worth it.
It's brings closure to my marathon career, no more 26.2 milers for me, I've decided. Just halfs from now on, so much easier on the body, so much more efficient to prepare, so much easier to recover. And it also brings closure to this block of training. I've learned a lot through the whole process, especially dealing with setbacks and the emotions that can be tough to deal with. You train for so long, with so much effort and dedication, only to see all of it washed away with an injury that requires you to set aside you goals for now. Dealing with that, the way I did, was pretty cool. The way I'm wired, I like to finish everything I start, and in this way, I did.
And you know what, just for me to jog 1 mile of that race, when so many other people will never have the chance even to do that, is a blessing and something I will never take for granted.
What a strange feeling. I've never done that before, not finished a race (except for a bike race I did a while back, where I took a wrong turn and ended prematurely). It was a great contrast, the energy of the start of the race with everyone going in one direction, compared to the calm and stillness and quiet of the walk back, against the grain. It seemed like everyone was looking at me, wondering who I was, what I was doing. Maybe some of them thought I finished the race already, maybe some of them didn't have an idea.
I didn't really mind. I was just taking it all in. The past 12 weeks of training for this moment, the injury to my knee which prevented me from completing the race, the decision to go anyway, to walk 1 mile and be done with it. It was better for me to show up, pick up my stuff, prepare as if I was going to complete it, and do a small part versus just not showing up at all. And it was worth it.
It's brings closure to my marathon career, no more 26.2 milers for me, I've decided. Just halfs from now on, so much easier on the body, so much more efficient to prepare, so much easier to recover. And it also brings closure to this block of training. I've learned a lot through the whole process, especially dealing with setbacks and the emotions that can be tough to deal with. You train for so long, with so much effort and dedication, only to see all of it washed away with an injury that requires you to set aside you goals for now. Dealing with that, the way I did, was pretty cool. The way I'm wired, I like to finish everything I start, and in this way, I did.
And you know what, just for me to jog 1 mile of that race, when so many other people will never have the chance even to do that, is a blessing and something I will never take for granted.
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