I want to go read sophias thing but not on my phone.
At yoga, my teacher was talking about the fact that her friend went to Deepak Chopra's We Care which, with a regiment of juice fasts and daily colonics, people cure cancer or at least prolongs terminal cancer patient's lives. My yoga teacher was deeply skeptical of that claim and said her friend went because she wanted to lose another 25 lbs. I mean, cures cancer AND encourages anorexia!
OMG, this is the thing that bugs me most about some of the teachers at my yoga--like, no, I don't believe that breathing is somehow removing toxins, nor do I think that a sip of water at the wrong moment is going to ruin the benefits and not "activate my thyroid". Or whatever.
A couple of decades ago at my media monitoring job, I had the "joy" of listening to nationally broadcast talk radio. I heard Rush Limbaugh's first shows! (I always think, "I could have stopped him somehow, before he got too powerful." Kind of like killing Hitler as a child.)
I was listening to Dr. Atkins' show, with him touting his mega-supplements and chelation therapies. He got a call from a woman who was in the actual cancer ward where her husband was dying. Sobbing, she wanted to know why all the vitamin therapies and everything hadn't helped. Dr. Atkins calmly told her that if the cancer had already begun growing, then starting the therapies would make it worse. "You mean--I did this to him?" she said, crying even harder. "Yes, you may have," that paragon of bedside manner told her, before starting a spiel telling people they should start these treatments anyway, just in case.
It's hard to do your job when you're nauseous with fury.
Yeah, Jenny never says that shit. Instead she says things like, "If you are thirsty, drink water during class. Yoga is not about being miserable. It should be about learning to be good to yourself and learning to be okay how you are. Who gives a fuck if you can do a handstand. The poses aren't the point." That, BTW, is a direct quote. But Jenny also has purple hair and at least a C cup and is normal sized.
K and I saw her at the dog park with her puppy and I pointed her out. K, hockey player, actually said, "She can't be a yoga teacher. She's too real looking."
But Jenny also has purple hair and at least a C cup and is normal sized.
I'd like a "Yoga for Boobs" class. Some of those poses are going to need to adapt depending on how your body is shaped.
Some of those poses are going to need to adapt depending on how your body is shaped.
Having nearly passed out from breathing recycled cleavage air, I'd have to agree.
I'd like a "Yoga for Boobs" class. Some of those poses are going to need to adapt depending on how your body is shaped.
I have a yoga DVD and book for plus-sized people called MegaYoga. It (the book, mostly, but also the DVD) offers suggestions on how to modify poses that are generally taught as though people with excess flesh never perform them. For instance, use a yoga strap wrapped around the upper torso to keep the breasts in place for inverted poses.
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There's some examples described here: [link]
It's really useful and was the first yoga DVD that made me actually feel like my body wasn't a hindrance to doing yoga right.
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The book is apparently called MegaYoga (as is her sparse Web site), and the DVD is Just My Size Yoga. I think I thought they had the same name because they came packaged together when I got them. Anyway, good stuff.
Does MegaYoga work for plus sized guys? Cause boobs are not my problem, but that does not mean all the poses work for my size and shape.
I think the book has a lot of suggestions for modifications for bigger bellies, which is something I deal with, especially with floor poses like Child's Pose. It also has suggestions on how to "move the flesh" so that any excess flesh that might seem to be a hindrance can be dealt with. It's worth checking out.
I have to be up in two hours and I have been awake for the last 1.5. Soo
Frustrating!
That book sounds like something I need.
Also delivering medicine in flooded Rockinham, VT. . . the old fashioned way.