Can I confess something? This past year isn’t the first time I’ve tried running. I’ve been a failed athlete several times in the past and I told myself I would just never, ever be good at running. Continue reading
The end of July marked my one year anniversary of having a consistent yoga practice. I want to start this post by saying I am so thankful for all the teachers I’ve had over the past year, especially the ones with whom I got to work regularly enough that they knew how to push my practice forward and encourage me every step of the way.
I was going to yoga quite a bit before getting pregnant with my daughter, but that immediately stopped with how sick I became during that pregnancy. After my post partum rest period, I tried a Groupon here and there but I really decided to commit to self-care through a regular yoga practice late last summer. So I wanted to write a little bit about the progress I’ve made in the past year and a few of the things I’ve learned along the way: Continue reading
I have a confession to make: I have a habit of burning out. It’s not always super noticeable because I’ve known this about myself long enough that I’m really good at front-loading work and tasks. Continue reading