can't breathe for shit. I gotta work on my fourth limb if I wanna climb this tree of yoga.

So today: taught all my regular classes, took a bikram class (rewarded for my Karma Yoga!), instantly got a new phone to replace my dead phone, and introduced Ashtanga (breath, focal point, & locks) to a fellow athlete.

Not unlike my time spent at the ashram, I managed to accidently sleep through pranayama. Well hello, 6:40.

stayed at 60% of max in my practice today, focusing on breath. Back is sore from Wednesday's front squads-- those vinyasas I couldn't take I'm giving to Peggy.

is learning to be a better breather at Ashtanga Yoga Center, Washington DC.

had a pretty amazing day-- An awesome lift this AM, fabulous classes, a coffee date with my dear teacher and friend Kristen Krash, a fantastic conversation with my students about what "yoga" means to them ("awareness of the breath, body and mind. freedom. work."), and a killer CrossFit class. I mean, really. Today rocks. MichaelCycle shipped, too. I know, I can't stand me, either. 🙂