tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38551575500923852672024-03-15T18:11:21.685-07:00Harmony's Travelsharmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.comBlogger1587125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-75501264730502086162024-02-14T08:05:00.000-08:002024-02-14T08:05:49.735-08:00Fitness, foundation and being Fierce<p>All things, 2024. Fitness. Foundation. Fierce.</p><p>How to achieve this? Put it forth in what you want to accomplish. It is awesome to focus on these things that go hand in hand. An idea and emotion. A goal to produce a foundation. An opportunity to excel.</p><p>I am incredibly thankful for my health. I have always been athletic, but I was not a gym rat in high school. Looking back, I wish I had signed up for conditioning or sought out the additional opportunities to lift weights that were offered by coaches. Instead, I focused on work opportunities and relied on my natural capabilities. I didn't want to stay longer to spend time in the gym. In hindsight, that probably would have helped me navigate my 20's and 30's. It is intimidating to enter that environment and not feel confident about using the equipment. Sure, free weights are self-explanatory or user friendly. Some of the fitness machines require more knowledge. </p><p>About seven years ago, I decided to hire a personal trainer. My metabolism was slowing down and I was freaking out. I could not explain why I was feeling heavy or unfit. I tried to manage it by myself until my friend, Melody, noted how fantastic having a trainer was. I would be held accountable and there would be an attention to detail that I would not have if I worked out by myself. </p><p>It was a fantastic decision for me. I wanted someone to guide me on the body resistance path. Specifically, I wanted to utilize TRX. Ultimately using my body weight as resistance. TRX is awesome. There are so many ways to utilize the straps and incorporate your body weight. Sometimes, I get irritated with my trainer because I can tell she is dialing in our sessions. Then, out of nowhere, she puts together a killer session where I feel worked and aggravated (or sore the next few days). Like anything in my life, I prefer feeling challenged. I, sometimes, dial in yoga sessions and feel awful about it. I want to be present and have my clients focus on the situation. </p><p>My activities have ebbed and flowed. Ultimately, I am capable of physical labor which is helping me with this current job. I do caterings on the side to supplement my yoga practice. I enjoy showing up and increasing my steps for all of the running that is required. In addition, I do not mind the physical aspect of the job. It reminds me that I am youthful, capable and strong.</p><p>It all leads to me being thankful for my health. Incredibly thankful. My intention is to build on the foundation and continue. I must be intentional 2024.</p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-22802470135804999942024-01-25T09:33:00.000-08:002024-01-25T09:33:13.787-08:00sugar<p>Lately I have been craving sugar, sweets, dessert. Possibly since I am practicing dry January and am missing that sugar from wine. That would be my guess. And my salt intake has decreased. I crave sugar.</p><p>Takeaways of dry January. First and foremost, better sleep. I go to bed and immediately fall to sleep. There is no negotiating or talking myself into slumber. It happens when my head hits the pillow. And it sustains throughout the night. With one exception. Last night, I experienced the stress loop which I loathe. I woke up and had the same conversation of anxiety in my head. I would fall back asleep and reawaken to the same conversation. </p><p>Water. I always drink water and my water bottle serves as my binky. I always have a water bottle with me to ensure that I have access to water at all times. In the past, I have experienced dehydration and heat stroke. As much as I thought I learned my lesson, the face plant of 2012 would suggest otherwise. (And, no, alcohol was not involved. I was severely dehydrated and did a face plant at a laundromat. Busted my lower lip/bridge of nose and my laptop was crushed). I felt like I drank an adequate amount of water, daily, until this month. Making an effort to truly drink a gallon of water is illustrating how dehydrated I have been. And that I pee frequently, lol. That is the most annoying part. The need to urinate all day. </p><p>I am eating on a schedule. I wake up. Make coffee, drink lemon water, take my vitamins and juice. Typically--apple, ginger, beet, carrot and lemon. Sometimes, I add cucumber, bell pepper and another fruit. Currently, cantaloupe. I make eggs, eat a protein bar or oatmeal for breakfast. Lunch has been a variety of things--tuna wraps, eggs, lentil soup, pasta. Mostly, anything that I can create at home. </p><p>I stopped by Sprout's yesterday and found some manager specials that were handy. 50 cents for a package of spinach and kale. 99 cents for a stir-fry dinner. 99 cents for cauliflower rice. Affordable items that need to be utilized within the next three to five days. On that point, I am cooking at home. Yes, I have ordered take-out a few times but that has decreased. When I dine out, my bill is a fraction of what it normally is which I also enjoy. Being moderate is helping me consider how I want to continue with the rest of the year. I would like to eliminate sugar from my diet as much as I can. That will be difficult with my love of wine. I could minimize sugar. No sweets or desserts with the exception of special occasions. I will have carrot cake for my birthday as it is tradition. </p><p>I am over the halfway point of my thirty-one days. And I am considering extending it til my visit to Santa Fe in February. Noncommittal but considering it. There are many things that I am considering doing differently this year. Choosing to stay in the unconventional lane. Cheers!</p><p><br /></p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-55297366574611552482024-01-16T16:14:00.000-08:002024-01-16T16:14:52.096-08:00cold weather<p>The last few days have been frigid in Colorado. Motivating me to remain indoors, cooped up and attempting to occupy my time. I have tasks that I am actively avoiding. (I seem to be a great procrastinator when I choose to be). Eventually I will handle them.</p><p>I watched Saltburn and will return to what I thought of it in a bit. Read a few books, prepped yoga classes and appetizers for the happy hour tonight and tried to walk outdoors. That idea fizzled quickly. I was unable to protect my face. I wore yoga pants, jeans, knee high socks, a long sleeve shirt, hoodie, winter coat and hat/gloves. Walking three blocks convinced me that it was too cold, and I should enter a coffee shop instead of walking to the market. My daily steps have been affected by the cold. I am unable to stay true to this habit which is frustrating. I prefer getting movement daily.</p><p>Since Saturday, I have been reclusive. Managed to drive to Trader Joe's before my check engine light came on. No idea why and it freaked me out. My car was driving well. I observed the temperature gage and watched for black smoke to indicate some sort of issue. I turned my car off and, on a few times, to see if it would reset and the engine light would turn off. Thankfully it did, earlier today. Instead of calling my mechanics in a frantic state (which I have done in the past), I decided to reach out to my neighbor who is a wrencher. Lee has offered a couple of times to change my oil and I trust him. After driving around this morning, my check engine light, cleared and I felt more confident in my car. I no longer felt vulnerable. Still, I wanted the reassurance. I met with Lee who assessed that my car was fine. </p><p>Lately I continue to hear people talking about the movie Saltburn and how disturbing it is. This one girl was bothered by it. Told her friends that they shouldn't watch it because it was really fucked up. Some of the scenes were very disturbing. She was really upset about it. Her boyfriend asked me what my favorite movie was and without hesitation, I remarked, American Beauty. I have always enjoyed this movie, immensely. Well-acted, thought provoking and something I can watch and find something that I had not noticed before. In 1999, I watched it five times at the theater. Yes, five times.</p><p>Regarding Saltburn, I didn't think it was that bad. Yes, there were a few cringeworthy moments (really cringeworthy) but overall, I was not that bothered by the movie. It was easy to follow and predictable. Reminded me a little of Parasite, but that was more graphically disturbing from my perspective and surprising. </p><p>Tom lent me a book about Vietnam. So far it is dry and difficult. Not as enthralling as reading fiction. I am struggling to read it. I will continue to plow through it as I am interested in the content. I was not taught about the war while in school. I would like to know more about it. And I am committed to increasing my reading this year which will include nonfiction books. I tend to gravitate towards fiction and can breeze through them. I read the Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo yesterday. It was an easy read and although I wasn't in love with it, I did finish it. Somewhat enjoyable as the story continued. I suppose it is interesting to explain the desire to marry seven times. They were all different and served a purpose.</p><p>Cold weather dictates indoor activities. Maybe I should learn a new card game? Solitaire occupies my time when I am alone. Rummy when I see Tom and perhaps, crazy eight's. I wish I had learned how to play spades, cribbage or bridge. A forgotten way to pass time with friends.</p><p>Stay warm and healthy!</p><p><br /></p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-28965931068337965982024-01-13T15:43:00.000-08:002024-01-13T15:43:27.681-08:00Decreasing waste<p>In an attempt to stay committed to dry January, I have decreased my reliance on ordering take out. Don't get me wrong. It is convenient and preferable when you live alone. Cooking for one can be challenging. The shopping, prep work, cooking, clean up, leftovers.... isn't it more desirable to order take out? </p><p>Resoundingly, yes. Favorable, desirable, convenient. As well as wasteful, expensive and lazy. Yes, lazy. If I wanted to cook more at home, believe me, I could make it happen. Either way, I am not in love with eating leftovers, but growing up in the Midwest, reinforced the belief that you minimize waste. Either eat the meal, completely. Or utilize leftovers until they are finished. Not always appetizing or sexy when describing your life and livelihood. Yes, I make food and eat the leftovers throughout the week. Please come dine with me on reheated food. </p><p>And I tend to order a glass of wine while waiting for my takeout order. Rarely do I use a third party to have food delivered to my house. The fees and other unnecessary fees take a $15 meal to about $28 which seems wasteful to me. I can walk to pick up the desired goods or cook at home. </p><p>So, I tend to order food, walk to pick it up and enjoy a beverage while waiting for the order to be composed. Dry January does not allow for this, and I am committed to making this work. I am on day #8 and feel fantastic. Sleeping better and feel productive. Do you ever wake up in the middle of the night and replay a loop in your head. You try to turn off the loop, finally fall back asleep and reawaken to that loop of stress, anxiety, fear. For me, it tends to deal with work or finances. A vicious loop. My sleep has improved, and I am thankful for the rest.</p><p>After the yoga session this morning, we sat around and chatted about a variety of topics. Movies, music, books, vegetables. One of my clients piped up with the--did you know that you are not supposed to put cucumbers in your fridge? I knew that because I follow a guy on instagram that has many reels with suggestions of how to store fruits and vegetables. I will admit, I used to buy cucumbers and put them directly into the bin in the fridge. I did notice that often the cucumbers would go bad before I used them. I juice daily and always have an array of fresh fruits and vegetables in my apartment. I despise wasting products that I buy. It is such a waste of money, and it irritates me. </p><p>I knew the cucumber hack of placing them in a plastic bag, cutting holes in the bag, and leaving the cucumbers in a cool, dark place. Basically, out of direct sunlight. It is the best way to store cucumbers and avoid mold. I buy citrus and store them differently now, too, to avoid mold or waste. I wash them before placing them in a container filled with water and store them in the refrigerator. Since I started storing lemons and limes in this manner, I have not thrown out any citrus.</p><p>In addition, I store celery and carrots in quarts of water. These, too, hold up better. I had no idea that there were ways to maximize the length of fruits and vegetables. I realize that I am not the only person that has no clue that there are hacks to help eliminate waste. Did you know that you should keep apples and pears separate from the rest of your fruit? They tend to speed up the process of ripening other fruits. Currently, I have a three lb. container of mini apples to juice. I feel fortunate! </p><p>Do you have any hacks to share? This is my year of opportunity. Opportunity to evolve some of my beliefs, habits and practices. Today has been a lovely day. Full of different practices. Yoga (typical Saturday morning habit), then made lunch. I tend to order sushi on Saturdays for some reason. Today, I utilized some leftovers before creating a pasta dish. Afterwards, intended to walk to the grocery store to pick up some vitamins but it is 1 degree. I could not make myself walk seven blocks. My body was insulated but my face was exposed which motivated me to stop into a coffee shop to warm up and focus on reading a book. I can always walk to the market tomorrow. </p><p>I have been listening to a bunch of music today which is great. I feel lighter and inspired to dance around my apartment. I want to try to read a book a week, minimum. I am way too reliant on streaming to occupy my time. Time to challenge, engage and continue to learn. All in an attempt to decrease waste of produce, time and energy.</p><p>Any other strategies to eliminate or decrease waste? I am open to suggestions and creating new habits. New year. New focus and opportunity. Cheers to the weekend!</p><p><br /></p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-88442996888258097332024-01-11T20:30:00.000-08:002024-01-11T20:30:57.241-08:00Saturday morning yoga<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg25I4cQmJQC7fBGRZq_f4ioA1O6FY0EVD3Qhp9hdUuhyUy82CdZzeOtNYEvbMZsXVVajLV7ShMKv9w_4CQ0f-o_LjtEmZLIxU6aGIvcP48w8jK8jWX-tAzlfmFkFo6LVlQrGfgvy6p7K-wm5a-5BNWNkjw33N9UkE2mTk9Ys-pj6yFsPP505hWVVgCzw/s2000/Saturday%20yoga%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1545" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg25I4cQmJQC7fBGRZq_f4ioA1O6FY0EVD3Qhp9hdUuhyUy82CdZzeOtNYEvbMZsXVVajLV7ShMKv9w_4CQ0f-o_LjtEmZLIxU6aGIvcP48w8jK8jWX-tAzlfmFkFo6LVlQrGfgvy6p7K-wm5a-5BNWNkjw33N9UkE2mTk9Ys-pj6yFsPP505hWVVgCzw/s320/Saturday%20yoga%20(1).jpg" width="247" /></a></div><br />Yoga at the Jazzercise Studio. Saturday mornings at 10:45. All month long. I love this studio space. It is welcoming and has a lovely vibe. I found this opportunity through my trainer, Courtney. The owner of the studio, Traci, and I both train with Courtney. <p></p><p>Mainly they offer jazzercise classes and I have been offering yoga classes throughout the month. For the last three months, Saturday mornings and twice a month on Tuesday morning. Tuesday mornings have been infrequent due to my schedule. I try to travel to Santa Fe frequently. I go when it is convenient for me which does not always line up with offering classes, consistently, on Tuesdays. This year I intend to make more of an effort to be consistent and travel to Santa Fe as well. </p><p>Saturday mornings are a staple in my schedule. I have been offering a class for the last three years at City Park when the weather is nice. During the winter, I have utilized a bar on Colfax in the past and now the jazzercise studio. It is something that I am proud of to offer and be a part of. I never know who will attend or what we will discuss afterwards. I only know that it continues to be a highlight of my week. I try to keep that slot available to my clients instead of traveling. There are exceptions, of course. Travel and holidays tend to disrupt my calendar. </p><p>This month there are no exceptions. Yoga on Saturday mornings at 10:45. Check it out!</p><p><br /></p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-49306441673889080002024-01-10T16:21:00.000-08:002024-01-10T16:21:46.038-08:00Cheers to 2024<p></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center;">I am so thankful for 2024! New energy. Opportunity and my willingness to be done with 2023. What a meh year. It was not terrible. Only not very inspirational. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">A reminder to continue the path that I embarked on in 2019. I suppose I need reminders to keep me on the unconventional path. It is much easier to return to what is familiar and comfortable. There is that comfort of doing what you have always done. Even if you know, you want more. The pull back to the familiar path is no joke.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I embarked on this path in 2015. Getting certified for yoga and dreaming of a different life. I didn't know how it would play out and I was terrified of actually teaching friends. Friends that like me. How would I teach people I didn't actually know?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">One day at a time. You build confidence, knowledge and an understanding of how to craft the class. I know that my style speaks to many people but not to others. I prefer a power-driven class. I thought that is what my class would always be like. Then, I began teaching yoga to people. Each class offers a unique experience to cater to the people attending the class. For example, I know that if I host a group session and it turns into a private, I think of what best inspires the client. Perhaps, slow and stretchy with a touch of power. Or maybe an astanga type of flow if I have a client that likes strength. I try to make it work, each session. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It is that way in every area of life. I would be lying if I said that I enjoyed every yoga class that I have taken. It can be frustrating to carve time out of your day to attend a subpar class. And I tend to stay in my head and overanalyze why I am frustrated. It is not a winning combination. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">For the past ten days, I have managed to build new habits. On day six, I stopped drinking wine for the time being. I want to participate in dry January for the remainder of the month. Actually, I hope to practice multiple damp months this year as a way to reset and reflect. Already my sleep has improved. I am making better food choices and feel better in my body. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Reading more and minimizing my takeout tendencies. It is easier to order take out. More convenient and accessible especially where I live. There is sushi, Thai, multiple Mexican options, Italian restaurants and a ramen spot. I can walk to a mediterranean restaurant if I crave gyro or Greek salads. I love that aspect but believe I can do better. I can make healthier choices and see how it affects me. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">2024 is about opportunity and thriving. I truly believe it. Last year I was in survival mode. Not exciting or adventurous. Just there. I refuse to have a repeat of that this year. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Cheers to opportunity, abundance and gratitude!</div><p></p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-1021196773897962032023-12-22T16:42:00.000-08:002023-12-22T16:42:43.321-08:00Winter Solstice<p>Last night's winter solstice session was fantastic. Beautiful energy created and community built. I feel incredibly blessed to have the friends/clients that I have. This is the third year that I have offered a solstice driven class.</p><p>We placed candles around the room to soften the lighting and create ambiance. Initially, we held down dog for five breaths and eventually whittled it down to one. The flow felt right, and everyone kept up. There were no grimaces or hesitations.</p><p>Afterwards we enjoyed a chickpea and farro stew. It was the perfect dish to renourish and fuel the body. Two years ago, I made kitchari--an ayurvedic dish composed of rice and mung beans (or lentils). I added mustard seeds, curry spice, coriander seeds, garlic, ginger and turmeric. It is a complete protein and wholesome. The chickpea stew was a fantastic alternative. Isaac made it vegan and brought cheese to add if you were interested. I doctored up some store-bought hummus, cut up vegetables and threw together a pineapple cucumber salad. I thought it would be important to replenish with lighter fare. </p><p>2024 will bring new energy and focus. I must do more with building my yoga business. I see the potential and have experienced it. Then I become stagnant in some of my efforts. I am reminded of how fortunate I am when I host evening classes. I was gifted a much-needed portable speaker from several of my clients last night. It was thoughtful. Very thoughtful. When Dominique misses the City Park sessions, I use a plastic container to put my phone in to amplify the sound. It works. And I am not embarrassed to use that hack. The quality is decent and gets it done. Provides music while practicing yoga outside. </p><p>The portable speaker is a game changer. I can use it in my car for road trips. I drive to Santa Fe frequently. Freya has a factory installed radio with a CD player that is broken. No tape access or blue tooth enabled technology. There are stretches along 1-25 where one station is available. I manage to make it through, but I am excited to have access to the speaker. I can listen to podcasts! Finally. </p><p>I think motivational podcasts are what I should listen to. The political podcasts hurt my mind after a while. I try to stay somewhat informed on the world around me. It is challenging to not dive into the rabbit hole of darkness keeping up with some of the propaganda. It makes no sense to hear women say that they would like to return to the era of the 1950's--like it was a better time for women. How was it better? Not having access to education, finances, or control of your body sounds delightful??? More like delusional. </p><p>I am thankful for the relationships that I have had in my life. And that they have recognized that I am independent and need time for myself. There hasn't been an attempt to control or define me. They let me navigate my life. </p><p>During the solstice session, last night, it was unconventional. We had tequila to kick start the sun salutations, listened to music, did not set an intention and had another shot of tequila. This makes sense to me and my path. Never taking the road that is expected.</p><p>Release old energy and focus on what motivates you for 2024. </p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-57452876787167524732023-12-13T20:49:00.000-08:002023-12-13T20:49:51.033-08:00Upcoming Saturday classes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs4nQc5Ug-Uf2EduPqhch-MD5K4R4t1VUJxGToibqqyjjD0nnoGZU6LBcnBHGNAf5gN7Nplk-FqMsmb2jTIITE-0_kRpzPzhF4EHw6sj2WsRUKJie2OYpZBA6TJBpzizf23htc0KtCbIRfasT_ZpGWUdgMecIbWElt0nph6G2AQyTFsPBA0X-c6LpUGg/s2000/Yoga%20Class%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1545" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs4nQc5Ug-Uf2EduPqhch-MD5K4R4t1VUJxGToibqqyjjD0nnoGZU6LBcnBHGNAf5gN7Nplk-FqMsmb2jTIITE-0_kRpzPzhF4EHw6sj2WsRUKJie2OYpZBA6TJBpzizf23htc0KtCbIRfasT_ZpGWUdgMecIbWElt0nph6G2AQyTFsPBA0X-c6LpUGg/w412-h320/Yoga%20Class%20(1).jpg" width="412" /></a></div><br /><p>Join me for classes on Saturdays this month. I moved yoga indoors to escape the weather. The space is lovely, welcoming and open to all.</p><p>I am open to suggestions as I navigate this journey. In person group classes. They are the best. I never thought I would enjoy them as much as I do. I think fear and uncertainty limited my desire to host group classes. Now, I know, how amazing they are. Never knowing what to expect.</p><p>Think about. There are three more opportunities to practice on Saturday mornings. It will be grand!</p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-86768992948327371472023-12-07T13:14:00.000-08:002023-12-07T13:14:50.029-08:00Thankful Thursday<p>I am thankful for the time to do more of what I enjoy doing. Walking to the market, listening to podcasts or music, teaching yoga, meeting friends, drinking wine, reading. So many things to be thankful for. My intention is to create more. Be it, writing here, teach more or put myself out there more. I tend to hold myself accountable for five to seven days before slipping back into old patterns. Less creativity, writing, content creation. I realized Tuesday how little I had posted on this platform this year. Forty-two entries. Pathetic.</p><p>Where did 2023 go? </p><p>I managed to go to one place that I have never been to before--Tulsa. And Tom and I spent a few days in Wichita Falls and Amarillo. Both trips were family oriented and fun. I wish we had had more time to check out Tulsa. We had one afternoon to explore the downtown area. Holidays and weddings tend to demand your full attention and we experienced no different. Next year, I hope to go abroad. It has been too long since my last passport stamp. 2020 of March. Barcelona. It was a wonderful trip prior to the pandemic. Looking back, I remember being aware of my surroundings and what I was forced to touch on the train. I was not carrying hand sanitizer, but I washed my hands frequently. What a time of the uncertainty.</p><p>Maybe Hawaii. Or Mexico. I know I will be spending my holiday in February in Tucson and maybe Rocky Point. Shari and I are undecided if we have time to cross into Mexico. There are many things to do in Tucson and the surrounding areas. Sonoita, Bisbee, Tucson (itself). Not to mention it will fall at the end of the college basketball season. I would love to watch the Wildcats play in their arena. Like KU, they have a solid basketball program. An amazing place to catch a game.</p><p>I am thankful for today and my health. I picked up some kinesiology tape. I need a little more rehab on my ankle. It has improved, immensely since September, but I want to continue to strengthen it. Regular checkups with the chiropractor is something I am thankful for as well. The realignment of my spine was spectacular today. I think he popped every vertebra, lol. </p><p>What are you thankful for? How do you plan on concluding your year? Are you considering goals for 2024? Maybe making small changes to create new habits? </p><p>Take some time to contemplate it. Think about making 2024 your best year yet!</p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-69539072874382579852023-12-06T21:56:00.000-08:002023-12-06T21:56:50.183-08:00Yoga at the Jazzercise Studio<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyhMoTLu83A7uCeNwfubE4zdAEgQEGxrCbUmmRva5Fr4wbogQDEMBkJRJakpomCUrfV2TGGCbWayy7BFmsdINrmYcXTXRCQLnUhr-3yCpyWh1kAUNAhUtx4QqpQCm-pd0gsPXgXLgb9kro6KzeC9gpfaUqPRrRx0LMRaQaHPBXnTAEb0wPo_o_28oRtg/s2000/Yoga%20Class.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1545" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyhMoTLu83A7uCeNwfubE4zdAEgQEGxrCbUmmRva5Fr4wbogQDEMBkJRJakpomCUrfV2TGGCbWayy7BFmsdINrmYcXTXRCQLnUhr-3yCpyWh1kAUNAhUtx4QqpQCm-pd0gsPXgXLgb9kro6KzeC9gpfaUqPRrRx0LMRaQaHPBXnTAEb0wPo_o_28oRtg/s320/Yoga%20Class.jpg" width="247" /></a></div><br />Saturdays in December. Join me! Of course, I prefer park yoga. The people watching, grounding/earth energy and basking in the sunlight is like no other. <p></p><p>Still, it is December in Denver. Practicing inside makes the most sense. The Jazzercise Studio is a beautiful space. Ample parking, welcoming vibe and my current home base. Check out a class with me or expand your workout regime. Try out a jazzercise class. There are multiple available daily.</p><p>Continue to evolve your health and wellness. I have been adding more core to my yoga classes. Mixing it up with some cardio bursts and strength training. It is essential to challenge yourself and boundaries. Conclude this year in the best possible way. </p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-37563803499249103472023-11-10T14:55:00.002-08:002023-11-10T14:55:25.832-08:00The latest<p>Adjusting to the new schedule of yoga, catering and dive bars.... My sleep schedule is jarring, and I find myself waking up, in spite of when I go to bed. This will prove to be a challenge.</p><p>The most challenging aspect has been my footwear. I purchased a new pair of shoes. They were required to work for the catering company. No Mary Jane's (my shoe of preference), no tennis shoes, had to be polishable black shoes. And, in my case, I need orthotic shoes to support my arches. Actually, as a kid, I experienced foot issues from an early age. I had to find shoes that were quality and more expensive. From a very early age, lol.</p><p>I bought shoes and believed they would be perfect. Instead, I struggled. Immediately. Sporting multiple blisters. I would bandage the back of my foot and then be surprised that the blisters would deepen and alter placement. It was irritating. Eventually, I used inserts to aid in my comfort. Not perfect but did minimize the discomfort.</p><p>The bar situation is a few times a week. Close to my apartment. A nice change up from what I have been doing. Of course, yoga is the focus of what I am trying to do. Earlier in the week, I hosted a happy hour at my apartment for a small group. Yoga, snacks and wine. It was perfect. Next week, I have a larger space to host the Detox to Retox Yoga Happy Hour. I think I have settled on my appetizers for that session. Mediterranean Cous Cous salad, Broccoli salad and a hummus and red pepper feta spread. Maybe a pineapple salad as well. I would love to bring hot appetizers, but I do not have a hot box to ensure keeping the heat. I envision a sliced tomato topped with feta bruschetta or stuffed mushrooms. I am unable to provide that at this point.</p><p>I see so much opportunity and potential. The last few years I stopped offering the session in November. Actually, from November til April or March. This upcoming year could be annual. I see it happening. Maybe shifting January to juice and clean food. I am still plotting out my execution. </p><p>I am thankful for the opportunity to build on my foundation while returning to something I know. Bartending and catering. This enables me to meet new people and potentially attract new clientele. I am best when I am interacting with people. </p><p>Moreover, I am expanding my culinary skills (finally). Although, I know, I have been blessed. Exposed to incredible food from restaurants, caterings, private parties. I feel more confident testing out new recipes and combinations. More and more I am reminded that the majority of people do not cook for themselves. Plus, I can bounce ideas off of Chef Tom who inspires me to do what feels right for me. </p><p>Sleep will come. Naps are available. I feel healthy, confident and blessed. Cheers to an incredible Friday!</p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-58662920028297843412023-11-03T17:22:00.003-07:002023-11-03T17:22:42.460-07:00New opportunity for yoga<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRYzY0yt2LRaOQTgYFy_0scZ8AcfnmyMY8k-HmdPb8x5fHykFya2jEeHAICnshPs4w_MLJlISsXYDT5VieqFacugl3RrDma58Pzfo4ByHkkMI7eyVoHyZxQZWuCpNf2gVU8ivoON4Xyof253s5LuNE9Z-cUuPDK39s-_hZLtAsruLBr7IDFICp904dEw/s1056/We%20are.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1056" data-original-width="816" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRYzY0yt2LRaOQTgYFy_0scZ8AcfnmyMY8k-HmdPb8x5fHykFya2jEeHAICnshPs4w_MLJlISsXYDT5VieqFacugl3RrDma58Pzfo4ByHkkMI7eyVoHyZxQZWuCpNf2gVU8ivoON4Xyof253s5LuNE9Z-cUuPDK39s-_hZLtAsruLBr7IDFICp904dEw/s320/We%20are.gif" width="247" /></a></div><br />Yoga is moving indoors! Check out this new location and time.<p></p><p>Saturday morning yoga has been a staple of my practice and teaching. Typically, four to six people attend. Sometimes more. Sometimes less. Sometimes it is a private. I am consistent and teach to whomever attends. I love this session.</p><p>We shall see what the winter brings. As well as the new time. I wish there was an opening in that 9:30 times slot. Yet, there is not, and all of my regulars seem open to the new time. All I can do is be consistent and continue to build.</p><p>Saturday mornings. 10:45. Denver Capitol Hill Jazzercise Studio. New flow weekly. Looking forward to meeting you.</p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-68248785735354539652023-11-01T19:56:00.001-07:002023-11-01T19:56:22.034-07:00Calendar of Events....November<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4fRNB36VbpoErJHJMsM2D9Vfyj7rlftL7-EI3AWVc6kXjTXcE5rA1g2IlKGZlM0PR11ncymknyU1CAg3-tFXyrdpjxsyYCz5n3igjb7IFwHU3ZpVRL41NyBvxF9ic0y0uRX8rCL0dyRHgxbVqfBsDv7mVW6BeDKM4-wdrnJmm7jY_B1fKBfhkDQkgOw/s1920/Add%20a%20subheading%20(4).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1920" height="483" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4fRNB36VbpoErJHJMsM2D9Vfyj7rlftL7-EI3AWVc6kXjTXcE5rA1g2IlKGZlM0PR11ncymknyU1CAg3-tFXyrdpjxsyYCz5n3igjb7IFwHU3ZpVRL41NyBvxF9ic0y0uRX8rCL0dyRHgxbVqfBsDv7mVW6BeDKM4-wdrnJmm7jY_B1fKBfhkDQkgOw/w592-h483/Add%20a%20subheading%20(4).jpg" width="592" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p>Check it out! Yoga events and classes for November. Consider joining. I offer virtual and in person classes. Consider joining. </p><p>I need an assistant to incorporate some of the things I would like to achieve. For some reason, I am struggling with the copy and paste option between apps and my email. I am frustrated. Eventually, I gave up to put it out. It seemed more important to post the yoga opportunites.</p><p>Enjoy your day. Make it a beautiful start to your month. Let's celebrate gratitude. </p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-78455817946064204272023-10-30T07:56:00.003-07:002023-10-30T07:56:45.229-07:00November's Happy Hour Event<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGaARUmMLZB3v7y-J7bk8MXNA7RCd4nOAzCW3Wg8bmtcj-RmXluCywbLmKXcbEugAybJCgmyTH0ZHukHxsBIFfNMf9hBLVwUi04SZ15vqhzQJk5X_OtT92-q1BSr9wc3SBkqjaPzH3IovRszaL8CpGntQNN9yC8HxiViQ95X9Q_SKs9YTW3LWiOO06ng/s2000/Add%20a%20heading%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1294" data-original-width="2000" height="223" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGaARUmMLZB3v7y-J7bk8MXNA7RCd4nOAzCW3Wg8bmtcj-RmXluCywbLmKXcbEugAybJCgmyTH0ZHukHxsBIFfNMf9hBLVwUi04SZ15vqhzQJk5X_OtT92-q1BSr9wc3SBkqjaPzH3IovRszaL8CpGntQNN9yC8HxiViQ95X9Q_SKs9YTW3LWiOO06ng/w505-h223/Add%20a%20heading%20(1).jpg" width="505" /></a></div><br />This is the current flier for the Detox to Retox yoga happy hour. A little blurry since it was curated to be the size of a flier. I am becoming more confident with editing and will continue to do so. It is all a work in progress.<p></p><p>I do think this is a childhood trigger for me. Never wanting to look stupid and that has stagnated me in some areas of growth. However, I acknowledge it is time to get past through limiting beliefs. I must. No one else is going to push me to the next level of business success. I have been incredibly fortunate with word of mouth. I am grateful to my tribe and the ripple effect that has been building. When I first started out, I shut down the happy hours in November because I thought that people would be too busy with holiday parties and shopping. I refused to put it out there. I allowed myself to listen to others instead of seeing what could happen. There is potential to offer happy hours year-round. January might be a little subdued or juice driven, lol. I won't know until I get there.</p><p>If you are interested in attending, please contact me. Either a message on this platform or I do have an email account associated with my yoga business. tastelifeyoga@gmail.com </p><p>Have a wonderful start of your week! Consider joining a virtual class, in person session or the happy hour.</p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-56113923904336066102023-10-28T11:10:00.002-07:002023-10-28T11:10:26.974-07:00Saturday morning yoga aka book club<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjygsW5LlKe_WgkK2Ayyy5rIeSwyin0V9PkNzS0S3GMZvdQcPGB68alBHgjXz9nJdjjG5Xezqs47mzJsbCfGWYRtRo5K3EPyuhuxB4a-m6cVwqVDM2Uj17MdDviOuFTvaKYJM0FFW0_0VvEorfUvtL9BRqfxf58pxOXvbG0yXx6tCzbKsrXkRt13glwfA/s4080/20231028_102332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjygsW5LlKe_WgkK2Ayyy5rIeSwyin0V9PkNzS0S3GMZvdQcPGB68alBHgjXz9nJdjjG5Xezqs47mzJsbCfGWYRtRo5K3EPyuhuxB4a-m6cVwqVDM2Uj17MdDviOuFTvaKYJM0FFW0_0VvEorfUvtL9BRqfxf58pxOXvbG0yXx6tCzbKsrXkRt13glwfA/s320/20231028_102332.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Indoor yoga session this morning which was awesome. Woke up to snow which was unwelcome. I was thankful that we had already prearranged to have an indoor space available. My clients went all out. Tater tot casserole with homemade tomatillo salsa to accompany the wonderful Sauvage rose. <p></p><p>Thes session, itself, was fire (in my opinion). We rearranged the furniture. Then, arranged us like tetris to make the most of the space. I offered adjustments throughout the session which I am getting comfortable with once again. The pandemic prohibited touching your face. So, the idea of touching someone else has been off limits since then. I forgot how much I enjoy adjusting people.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwSB3dg0tkdPDjHI45gbFbCc6LMLJBwsCAdgfB4w-fZUSsxyNTJkd1qnkHzsU0luQ3bqGAReTpd606CkN_eh2iz7i_Oe_8FTM9Ak7p20m8zKsjZNkhNrlWspaHaEk-er_UAV108DR9bpEKXZdcHmT1DMnYmx1CcPaZdb9MAlUlqXUvx69PKjiEnz30vA/s4080/20231028_102733.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwSB3dg0tkdPDjHI45gbFbCc6LMLJBwsCAdgfB4w-fZUSsxyNTJkd1qnkHzsU0luQ3bqGAReTpd606CkN_eh2iz7i_Oe_8FTM9Ak7p20m8zKsjZNkhNrlWspaHaEk-er_UAV108DR9bpEKXZdcHmT1DMnYmx1CcPaZdb9MAlUlqXUvx69PKjiEnz30vA/s320/20231028_102733.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>The conversation that occurred afterwards is a testament to the community I am building. People paired off and moved around to catch up with others. There is a pumpkin party to attend later this afternoon. I managed to find a wig for my costume tonight at Dominique's house. She had several options to choose from.</p><p>I overheard discussions about sports, dogs, grief, food and poop (long story). I am thankful for my decision to pursue this path of yoga. Make it a great day!</p><p><br /></p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-67381953132860467842023-10-27T18:56:00.002-07:002023-10-27T18:56:50.446-07:00Consistency and other food issues<p>Continuing with the ripple effect. Opting to create the life I want instead of settling for what is known or familiar to me. </p><p>Not always easy. Nor does it make sense. When you pave your own path, you are entering unchartered territory. Or, I have always considered it that way. There is not a handbook on how to navigate the unconventional path. Yet, it is the way that I have always preferred. </p><p>In hindsight, maybe, I wish I had spent more time cooking at home. I believe my body is a temple and I have done well by it for the most part. However, in all honesty, I have been lazy. Relying on what is convenient instead of what is best for me when it comes to nutrition. Working in restaurants that offer staff meals groom you to eat whatever is put in front of you since you are hungry. Even if you don't like goulash. Or hot dogs (a high-end restaurant that will remain unnamed on a weekly basis offered that as staff meal at least once a week. I loathed that option. It was disrespectful in my option. Especially since they did not have hot dogs on the menu. It felt like the management believed we would eat anything.) The best restaurant meal was probably the first restaurant I worked in. FIfi's was the premier fine dining restaurant in Lawrence, Kansas, when I attended college. Wine spectator awards, the best calamari, and the special occasion restaurant that everyone wanted to go to. They made us whatever we wanted. With the exception, if there had been an off-site event, we would eat what was offered at the event. I was spoiled. I learned how to make a martini, open a wine bottle (properly) and had access to phenomenal food.</p><p>I intend to do better. More cooking at home, earlier in the day, and possibly changing how I eat. Focus on the vegetables first, then the proteins and fats, before finishing with starch. I listened to a podcast earlier about glucose and the importance of getting that in order. Avoiding diabetes, a hormone imbalance and extra weight gain. </p><p>Believe me, I have struggled for about a year to contend with that. Trying to figure out where this sugar belly is coming from and how to minimize it. After listening to the podcast, I am considering changing up not only how I eat but making sure that I get movement following a meal. A walk, squats, dancing.... anything that stimulates movement. The podcast also suggested drinking apple cider vinegar in water prior to the meal. Actually, I do not mind drinking apple cider vinegar in water. It was not a shock to me or something I thought was out of bounds. I am curious to see if these small changes make a difference. I believe they will. </p><p>This evening I loaded up my stirfry with broccoli and bell peppers. I attempted to pick out the vegetables, first. Then proceed with the rice. It will be interesting to see how I feel after making a few tweaks.</p><p>Enjoy your night!</p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-40233316158433085552023-10-26T10:29:00.003-07:002023-10-26T10:29:26.599-07:00Thankful Thursday<p>I am grateful for a solid night of sleep. As noted yesterday, I have been struggling with insomnia to a certain extent. Waking up, routinely, at 3:15ish to toss and turn. When I manage to calm my mind, eventually, I wake up to the recurring thought. Be it work stress, financial stress, work related dreams (the absolute worst which I still frequently have back decades to when I worked at Fifi's, the Bull or Palm. The worst places were the high-volume ones where I would have dreams where the printer wouldn't stop printing tickets. I'd wake up, convinced, that I was surrounded by 50 unmade drink tickets. And that the servers were furious with me for having to wait for their drinks.) To avoid some of that nonsense, last night I read for about fifteen minutes before I went to bed. Truly, I believe that minute amount reading helped me relax and ease into sleep. The lack of stimulation from technology really is something.</p><p>I woke up, naturally, around 4:45. Purposefully, I woke up, listened to a guided meditation before beginning my routine. I eat a clove or two to aid in my oral hygiene. Oil pull for twelve minutes. I listen to the Reid out, typically, while setting up my fruits and vegetables to juice. Relaxing start to the day and keeps me accountable. Today I read for forty-five minutes which was a new addition to my routine. A welcome addition to how I start my day. The meditation component seems likely as well. Inspires the tone of the day and leaning into the echo/ripple effect. Creating the life, I want, instead of the uncertainty of where I am at now. </p><p>A couple years ago, I bought an infrared sauna bag with the intention of using it daily. Unfortunately, the sauna is subpar. I should have invested more research and money into this product. I wish the heat was more intense. I tried to use it for three weeks or so. Since then, it has been tucked away in my storage closet. Yesterday as I was contemplating how to spend the next few days, I considered adding the dry sauna back into my morning routine. While lying in the sauna I could either meditate or read. Two items that I want to include in my morning. Or doing sun salutations. </p><p>During the pandemic I was more active. Stronger, even. Inspite of the amount of chatarangas I do on a daily basis. Looking back, I did lean into inconsistencies, underperforming and enjoying wine lunch with Tom. He is the ultimate enabler. </p><p>Stress, eating at random times, becoming lax with my no dairy policy all things that have occurred in the last six months. Yes, my echo reflects precisely where and I am at this point today. It's as if I cannot get out of my own way. I have so many things to be thankful for--my health, my relationship with Tom, supportive friends and an amazing yoga base. Why am I limiting what I want to achieve?</p><p>Meditation will be helpful and remembering how many wonderful things I have in my life. Clean water, a reliable vehicle, family, opportunities to write letters to friends and walk on a daily basis. I am thankful and fortunate. </p><p>Thank you for letting me unload my endless monologue in my mind. Celebrate, enjoy & taste life~</p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-34706730438563554822023-10-25T20:39:00.002-07:002023-10-25T20:39:25.971-07:00Yoga, happy hour and insomnia<p>Last night's happy hour was fantastic. Initially, I believed that seven to nine people would attend the yoga happy hour. As the day progressed, I received a few text messages informing me that a few people would be unable to attend. Mandatory work events, contending with family issues or work prohibited them from attending. I appreciated the heads up but was disappointed that I would have fewer people attend. Still, it was great. I had four people show up and the energy was amazing. Solid flow, decent music mix and a fun happy hour to finish.</p><p>I prepped seven-layer Greek dip, a cream cheese mold with bacon, scallions and parmesan, cowboy caviar and a light watermelon salad to finish. Isaac brought sparkling wine and I offered a spanish red wine, vino verde and tequila (of course). The seven dip and cheese mold were the fan favorites. Tom made his family recipe which I knew would be delicious but terrible for you. And it was. </p><p>As much as I enjoy teaching yoga (I do), I love the community networking about the same amount. Last night the majority of us are around the same age and share similar viewpoints about life, experience, the current state of affairs. There was one student who is younger than the rest of us by a considerable amount. I have watched him evolve and mellow through the last few years. He offers insight and listens as opposed to talking over people if that makes sense. I truly believe he enjoys attending the sessions and spending time with all of my clients. One of my other clients is witty, dry and full of entertaining stories. He never ceases to amaze me.</p><p>I watched game seven of the national league series. Happy with the results as I have always been a Diamondback fan from my first stint in Phoenix from 99-01. It is exciting to see new teams in the final series. </p><p>Returning home, I cleared out my car and enjoyed another glass of wine. Fell asleep on my couch and woke up around 3, unable to sleep. I knocked over my water glass at 5:30 when the alarm went off. Forgot to change days for the alarm which was not a welcome way to wake up. I had finally fallen back to sleep. Too lazy to deal with the water on my floor, I wiped off my phone, moved my laptop and prayed that my phone was not damaged. I did not relish the idea of returning to T-mobile to have a third phone this year. </p><p>Insomnia has been a recurring problem for me as of late. My mind refuses to switch off. I think of work, travel, friends from high school. This morning, I had a phone dream around 6:30 as a result of the spilling water on my table...ugh. I think I finally woke up at 7:45 which is late in my world. Jacked up my day. Then a few clients had to reschedule which threw me into a self-induced funk. </p><p>That and catching up on the speaker vote was a trifle depressing. I forced myself to listen to another podcast which was more uplifting and helpful. I needed it. I needed the reminder of why I chose to be on this path and provided some food for thought. The man spoke of echos and how we create where we are, today, from our habits from 60 to 90 days ago. Reflecting on that, it does make sense. Some of my habits went to the wayside. I was lenient with my consistency of following up with clients. I knew I wanted a change but not how to do it. It is time to think about where I want to be in six months. Not worry about how to make it happen, but where I want to be.</p><p>Tonight, I will be in bed early. Fully hydrated and relaxed. I have written a list of tasks for tomorrow and know it is going to be a great day. </p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-16765531599611284792023-10-18T18:59:00.002-07:002023-10-18T18:59:31.413-07:00Yoga at the Park<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSLDdIa1XRVG1tTS4YONp5brOXzG-qEQzhxWQxEjsjCyh9cd7Rx5DatQPMwwt3blHLXqoGwYkCBvWbj37wv9e1sCEHiFlKAYZj2Wl1_LTaMFjTDlOM9zXqLT2JOOZlULUEUwiFdr0ImLEwt52z4UGVE7LMLuLVnXs6eTqzcZ0cdGM_IofsKo2wFWOQrQ/s2000/yoga%20at%20city%20park%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1545" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSLDdIa1XRVG1tTS4YONp5brOXzG-qEQzhxWQxEjsjCyh9cd7Rx5DatQPMwwt3blHLXqoGwYkCBvWbj37wv9e1sCEHiFlKAYZj2Wl1_LTaMFjTDlOM9zXqLT2JOOZlULUEUwiFdr0ImLEwt52z4UGVE7LMLuLVnXs6eTqzcZ0cdGM_IofsKo2wFWOQrQ/s320/yoga%20at%20city%20park%20(1).jpg" width="247" /></a></div><br />Last two chances to join yoga in the park. It's grounding, earthy and fun. Last weekend, a buffalo was an interloper. Earlier in the summer, a hawk joined. <p></p><p>Always great people watching, dogs, and an energetic flow. I love this class! I never know who will join or how we will flow. All I know is that it is fantastic. </p><p>Think about joining. There is parking along 17th, Detroit, Fillmore, St. Paul, Steele. We meet near the stoplight at 17th and Fillmore to enter the park. Typically, we post up where there is a sun/shade option. Last Saturday started off super chilly. My clients showed up with leg warmers, socks, hats. Midway through the class, everyone had stripped down to bask in the sunlight. No hats. No socks or leg warmers.</p><p>Think about joining. I have a few yoga mats if needed. It is amazing to practice outside. I don't know how else to explain it. Absorbing the earth energy, sunlight and vibe. Looking forward to seeing you there!</p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-27337714454377416022023-10-18T18:45:00.001-07:002023-10-18T18:45:06.325-07:00Happy Hump Day and some improvements<p>Ankle is improving and I see many walks in my future. I am incredibly thankful for my health. When I was younger, the bounce back factor happened much quicker than now. Now, I must take steps to baby whatever ailment I am dealing with. For example, I spent three days elevating my leg, sleeping on my couch, soaking my feet in Epsom salts, wrapping my ankle in apple cider vinegar, icing, taking pain medication and resting. I couldn't push it like I did in 2018. I didn't really have a choice. I had been hired at a high-volume restaurant and had thirteen days of training to complete. </p><p>In hindsight, I should have gone to a physical therapist sooner than I did. Stubbornly, I thought I would be able to right the injury. I had not dealt with a high ankle sprain until that point and had no idea how difficult it would be to fix. In my mind, I thought if I went to a doctor, the doctor would tell me to rest, ice, compress and take alleve--all of things that I was doing already. It seemed foolish to pay someone to tell me to do things I was already doing.</p><p>However, looking back, had I gone to a physical therapist instead of a doctor, I probably could have avoided the lengthy recovery, all of the acupuncture I paid for (hoping to get some relief) and what is happening now. Each time I tweak it, I sweat through the knowledge that I will be told I need to rebreak it to fix it. I think that is my fear or the worst-case scenario. It is there in my mind. I avoided wearing a boot but probably should have.</p><p>I must be careful with my right ankle. Each time I tweak it, it makes it worse, and my recovery takes longer. The therapist the other day asked me how my achilles tendon was and I was so grateful to respond that it felt fine. That would have been a tragedy.</p><p>I have been able to continue to teach yoga, daily. I make a few modifications and focus on the client. Balance will become an issue for me. I know that I must make that a priority to strengthen and stabilize my ankle. Perhaps a chiropractic adjustment is in my future. It is all connected. If I am overcompensating to address my weak ankle, everything else will be affected. Plus, I could use a neck adjustment. I do love having my neck cracked.</p><p>Midway through the week. How is it going for you? My week is pretty awesome. More yoga. More vision and productivity. Plus, Chef Tom is visiting, which always improves my mood. Here is to a successful remainder of the week!</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-55607583965775628612023-10-17T11:26:00.005-07:002023-10-17T11:26:38.379-07:00Thankful Tuesday<p>New concept for me. Typically, I would do a thankful Thursday post. I think it flows better. Yet, why not try a gratitude driven post on Tuesday? I want to express my gratitude on a daily basis. Either by journaling or writing down three to five things on a piece of paper and taping it to my water bottle. If you don't know, my water bottle is my binkie. I always have water available to me. From experience I learned that it is mandatory. A few dehydration episodes that were clear indicators of the importance of being hydrated. Think face plant and nose abrasions. Never again.</p><p>At any rate, I am thankful for my health, my community and access to water. Last Saturday, I taught an outdoor session at City Park. Midway through the session and we are interrupted by a buffalo. This guy shows up and starts doing down dog, a little twerking and then rolls around in the grass. It was funny. A welcome interruption to the sequence. </p><p>Afterwards, I walked to a market to pick up supplies, stopped by and saw a friend at a wine bar and made my way home. I have been better about walking more. All part of my desire to be health driven and capable. Moreover, walking enables me to listen to podcasts or music. A great opportunity to multi-task. </p><p>I return home and twist my ankle. Again. Same one...F**K! Immediately, I compress, elevate, ice and hope. Hope that I am able to manage the pain and get back to my routine of health. I found my preferred doctor through my community. Roxanne mentioned utilizing the physical therapy services and chiropractors. This business offers cupping, acupuncture, massage, cryotherapy, corrective exercises (which has been my sweet spot for the ankle injury), etc. It is a fantastic healing business, and I am so thankful to my community that I found it. </p><p>Not all chiropractors are the same. I always knew that. I wanted to avoid anyone that would want me to be reliant on their service multiple times a week. Instead, I wanted someone who would adjust me and show me exercises I could perform at home to be healthy. I found a chiropractor in 2018 who rehabilitated my right ankle. He was a magician. After two months of hobbling around and trying to self-diagnose and heal, I sought out someone to assist me. This man was amazing. He introduced me to cryotherapy, dry needling and the vascular flush. Then he was revealed as a Qanon wizard. A bit shocking to me. He always seemed interested in helping me improve my mobility and strengthen my ankle. Of course, he had some interesting comments during our sessions, but I overlooked them. He closed his business as a result of his personal perspectives. I have no idea if he is still in Denver or what he is doing. </p><p>I had another chiropractor from when I first moved to Denver. He sold his business to another man who is kind and I had seen a few times. When I approached him to analyze my ankle (back in 2018), he told me I should use a bosu ball to balance. Keep in mind, I had my foot in a brace to add stability. I could barely walk and the idea of a bosu ball was terrifying. That chiropractor was good to see if I had a minor adjustment needed. He is kind and has a few tools up his sleeve that release tension. I went to him for a sacrum adjustment, and it was not enough. I found that he was unable to crank on my sacrum which has been required a few times. My sacrum is another area of concern that every few months requires me to visit the chiropractor. The release of the sacrum is how I reached out to Denver Sports Medicine. I am so grateful that Roxanne had utilized their services in the past.</p><p>What are you grateful today? My ankle feels so much better, and I know that I will be walking City Park tomorrow. Because I am stubborn, I still taught a yoga class on Sunday. I attempted to do some of the standing poses but avoided balance. This morning, balance felt restored. My afternoon session includes balance. It will happen.</p><p>Be thankful today and express your gratitude.</p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-86836902399105004102023-10-14T08:41:00.001-07:002023-10-14T08:41:13.986-07:00Make your own<p>Listening to podcasts has been helpful. Increasing my positivity, inspiring new recipes and making my own nut milk. Yes, I listened to a podcast about restaurants and how they trick you with some of the wording of the menu. How some use a blend of olive oil instead of pure olive oil. The woman they interviewed gave couple hacks to use at home which included making your own nut milk. I have been buying almond or cashew milk for the last few years in an attempt to decrease my dairy intake. I abstained from eating cheese until I started dating Tom. It seems unavoidable now. He lives on a diet of nachos, tostadas, burritos. All of which includes cheese. So, I have become less restrictive of that dietary requirement.</p><p>I was intrigued by the nut milk recipe and its simplicity. Why had I not considered doing this before? It is mandatory to purchase organic nut butter or tahini. I found a decent product at Trader Joe's that was affordable. Take a quarter cup of tahini, three cups of water and blend. Simple enough. I think I will have to blend it again before use. She also suggested adding turmeric and enjoying that concoction before bedtime. I do love turmeric. It has been difficult to find in Santa Fe, but I can usually find it in Denver. Sometimes, Sprout's. Typically, Natural Grocers or H Mart. </p><p>There are products that I keep on hand. Ginger, garlic, onions, turmeric and some sort of citrus. Mandatory for juicing and mirepoix. I have experimented with soups, sauces and simple meals. I see more use of my pressure cooker that I purchased in 2016 to make kitchari. I need to expand my comfort with preparing protein. As we move into autumn and winter, I will use my stove and oven. During the summer it doesn't make sense to add heat into my apartment. As noted, I do not enjoy the comforts of air conditioning since my landlord will not allow it. However, she has air conditioning which is a conflict in my mind. I can suffer through the summer while she has no clue to the amount of heat is within the building.</p><p>Do more with less and create your happiness. I have to remind myself (sometimes) that I chose to be in the exact position that I am in now. I had to move beyond my limitations. The doubt that surrounds me is all encompassing when I am sleeping. I need help getting out of my own way. Any suggestions?</p><p>I will update you on how the nut milk works out. I might need a bigger blender to make it better. We shall see. Enjoy your Saturday. Cheers! 🍷🍷🍷</p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-6670694858488938832023-10-13T08:04:00.003-07:002023-10-13T08:04:40.257-07:00Looking back on the week and other upcoming opportunities<p>Happy Friday! It has been a week. More productivity in the yoga sense, blogging and being consistent. In addition, I chatted up two potential employers this week as a part-time gig. I know that it is mandatory for me to have some sort of work while building the business. It just makes sense for me. There are a few options with teaching at studios; yet, I have not gone that route. Sure, it would expose me to more potential clients that enjoy yoga and perhaps might like my style. I have not deep dove into the subconscious about this subject. Maybe I want to keep that aspect of my life, pure. Meaning, not being told how to teach based on which studio I would hook up with. There is that factor to consider.</p><p>At any rate, I approached a more corporate business that has the welcoming package dialed in. They know exactly what they are looking for and how to protect their brand. I like the structure and flexibility of it. The other spot is more mom and pop's feeling. A local spot that I am able to walk to. I did a training session last night and managed to answer the phone. Typically, I do not like being the person to answer phone calls in businesses. Mostly since I cannot hear what the person is saying. It might be a me issue, but I find myself avoiding that task. </p><p>I was closest to the phone and so I answered it. The gentleman inquired about the hours of the establishment, and I told him what I was told to say. Then, he continued with--I have another question for you.... would you be interested in a friend with benefit situation???</p><p>I was like--excuse me. What did you say?</p><p>He repeats his request and I stumble with an answer. Who asks this question sight unseen? The owner was staring at me wanting to know why I was still on the phone. After I inform him of the conversation, he disappears to the basement to look at the caller ID. I sense this side gig will be highly entertaining. </p><p>I tried to think outside of my normal box. Retail or working in a liquor store. I like that idea since it is physically demanding and interacting with people. The hours are manageable. Maybe discounts are an incentive? All positive things.</p><p>Brie and I met for lunch and were brainstorming. She and I, both, tend to return to what is familiar. I am slowly creating this new lane for me, and I encouraged her to do the same. Listening to podcasts which are healing/healthy/mindset driven is forcing me to think about what I am good at instead of what I always have done. I do enjoy listening, writing, assisting people with their health goals. What is holding me back? </p><p>Enjoy your Friday! Are you living your best life? Are there signs you are avoiding remaining in the comfort lane? Is there one change you can make to shift your perspective/path? Think about it and make it a great day!</p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-27821788997866252292023-10-11T18:42:00.002-07:002023-10-11T18:42:51.833-07:00Listen to your body<p>More and more I am understanding how much my body is changing. Getting older is fantastic, lol. No longer am I able to enjoy foods I love. For example, legumes. Specifically, lentils and pinto beans. I bought a pressure cooker to prepare kitchari, an ayurvedic dish. My spiritual mentor suggested that I incorporate the most complete protein meal into my weekly rotation. You can use mung beans or lentils. I found that I preferred lentils and was committed to preparing this dish on a regular basis. Especially in the fall as it becomes cooler. </p><p>In the last few months, I have recognized how my body is affected after eating these foods. Bloating and other irritability which is curbing my desire to eat these foods. I notice it most when I visit Santa Fe. Who doesn't want pinto beans to accompany their tamales? Or, I have stopped eating posole to minimize the irritation while visiting Tom. I know he doesn't love when I feel subpar. Thankfully, La Choza had other dishes that I enjoy. Still, my favorite dish is a cup of posole and a side of pinto beans. I can continue to enjoy chips with the pinto beans.</p><p>Garlic is also becoming pesky for me. I love garlic. I always have garlic on hand to enhance any dish that I am preparing. I think I need to reconsider how to season my homecooked meals to avoid some of the irritability. Since I am trying to be more accountable for what I am putting into my body, I am learning things I need to change or modify. I think small changes make it more appealing. I wish that I could cut out dining out completely, but I know that I would freak out. I do not think that I am capable of preparing all of my meals for myself. I like to be taken care of too much.</p><p>We must listen to our bodies. Things change as I am sure that you know. They say taste buds change every seven years and I believe it. I have seen some of the changes that I have made during my life. Moderation is key.</p><p>I am so thankful that I was forced to take a zero hour typing class. I use this still. Most days. I love knowing that I can type, write and form a sentence. There is something to be said about this sill.</p><p>Listen to your body. If it doesn't feel right, don't eat it or participate. We do sense, energetically, wheat makes sense. Own it and thrive.</p><p><br /></p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855157550092385267.post-23471774141491488052023-10-10T13:56:00.001-07:002023-10-10T13:56:35.794-07:00Staying the course<p>Donation class is at 9:30. September represents hedonism and indulgence for me each year. Possibly since it is my birthday month and I tend to go all out. Even when I try to temper my tendencies, I still am excessive. </p><p>October begins and I am forced to reassess my priorities. Rest, reset, recalibrate. Specifically, this year, it is a must. I spent ten days in Santa Fe celebrating the wine and chile festival. Wine seminars, tastings and bubbles. Nonstop celebrating. And I loved every minute of it. To conclude my visit, we soaked at 10,000 Waves in a private tub. Also, a tradition it seems. </p><p>Now, I must scale it back. It has been a soberish beginning to this month. Soberish in that I am slowing down. Instead of dining out, I am preparing food at home. I found a cabbage and rice recipe that is surprisingly good. Cabbage is not normally in my rotation of foods that I prepare. I am trying to cut down on waste which is inspiring me to try new things. The cabbage was utilized in a tuna and onion salad, too. It has been interesting to experiment with flavors and see what works best. The pressure cooker cabbage and rice suggested using Indian spices. Cumin, coriander, garlic, ginger, turmeric all were incorporated into the dish. I would tweak it and go heavier on the spices. That would be my preference.</p><p>Walking more and hoping to lessen my carbon footprint. Sometimes it is impossible to not drive. For example, my eye exam last week was in Littleton at 8 am. The bus could have worked but it would have been a very early morning for me. Plus, I had a sunrise class to teach and other obligations before heading to the appointment. </p><p>I know there is room for improvement and that I can do better. Each day. I can do better, and I intend to string along some days to become consistent. I must be consistent. </p><p>I refuse to return to my old habits. They are enticing and I see them, clearly, beckoning me to distract myself with them. Like a siren song. Seriously, I walked to Trader Joe's earlier this morning which is located next to a wine bar. Briefly, I thought about what the harm is in stopping by for one glass of wine. Instead of pursuing that tangent, I continued with my errands. Maybe I am committed to creating new habits.</p><p>I know that I will need to change it up and add other foods to my week. I will not sustain on cabbage and rice alone. Cooking at home is such a huge change up for my routine. May I consider that enough of a change and reward myself? Any advice? I am tempted to pick up a nebbiolo to enjoy with my red sauce. </p>harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094198222835363526noreply@blogger.com0