Old Friends and Hot Yoga

I saw my friend Sandi at the gymnastics studio last night. We used to have a 5:30 am yoga class at her house in which a few friends allowed a new yoga teacher (me) to test her wings. We got up very early, got a good work out, and had fun too. It was exceedingly kind of her to allow me to practice my newbie skills on her unsuspecting body and friends, but we did okay and noone got hurt. But life takes people in different directions and I knew she'd gotten pretty serious about Bikram Yoga, and I've been delving more and more into Ashtanga, so it was fun to see her and reconnect and talk to someone who really knows what its like to have a daily practice. And boy is she seriously thin! On that alone I would run not walk to a Bikram class if I hadn't heard so many other things that I didn't like the sound of. But since I haven't actually tried a Bikram class, I won't say much on that here.

Bikram and Ashtanga have a lot in common and one of those things is that beginners do the same sequence every day for a long time. This seems to fly in the face of modern exercise theory, and some very good teachers I know are putting theories of periodization and others to use in their sequences. David Magone in particular recommends focusing on different areas on different days, backbending one day, forward bends and hip openers another, so as not to overtrain. I know a little about this from training for Sprint distance triathlons a few years ago. So what is the benefit of doing the same sequence and working the same muscles every day?

Sandi and I don't have a scientific answer for that question, but for her the Bikram sequence makes her feel great, and she looks to be in tip top shape. For me, ashtanga just rocks my world right now and a good class leaves me feeling wrung out and mellow. Just last night a young man mentioned that after class he catches himself driving 55 mph on the highway. I mean, who actually drives that slow on the highway? That is seriously relaxed. I would love to be able to design a sequence that made people feel that good afterwards.

At least in Ashtanga you get one day off, more if you're traditional and don't practice on moon days and ladies holidays. Sandi says she practices every day and has for over a year. Pass the Bikram juice anyone??

Not the other knee!

Oh dear. Sundays are for 2nd series these days, and everything was going fine until the first lotus, the one where you reach behind to clasp your toes (next year), and drop back. Anyway, when I went to pull my right foot toward my left hip crease, my beautiful steady lotus folding right knee went creak, crick, ack! Not good. Not good! This is my good side and things were just getting so much better.

But I'm not going to panic. Not much anyway. I went through the rest of the practice as best I could, beginning to have grave doubts as to whether I have any business practicing 2nd series anyway. Although the left foot is beginning to move behind the head... I could really use a teacher here but there's no one around here teaching 2nd series.

By the way, have you noticed that Kino's voice is very annoying when she tells you to drop back at 7am? Dropping back is not very pleasant so early, and suddenly her voice is just.... not what I want to hear. At least watching her do tictacs is amusing, because it's not like I'm attempting THAT at 7am.

Okay, so this is a very selfish post in a way, because I'm whining. Which reminds me of my post on time, in which I was also whining. Later it occurred to me that I'm like a kid with a dollar in a candy shop, crying because there are so many choices and I can't have them all. Make your choice, and thoroughly enjoy it. That is lesson enough for today.

So here's hoping that the right knee thing is a fluke, and that the very fact that I felt it means that it's not injured as deeply as the left knee, which I didn't feel at all until it was too late. There was never a sense of injuring the knee, only a sense of noticing later that it had been injured.

Painting Uttanasana

Unbelievably, not only did my son want to paint this morning, but he let me paint and draw. Suddenly I'm making progress toward my artistic goals. It has been too long. This drawing of uttanasana is done with kids' tempera paints. Fun! I thought I would be more rusty, but it feels as if the knowledge of the poses from the inside helps draw them on the outside. Practice this morning was too short, but I made it to the mat and have plans to get back there this afternoon, but that will be to work on plans for my class this Sunday, not ashtanga. I think that I'll revisit a PranaVayu sequence I was working on over the summer. PranaVayu is a style of yoga founded by David Magone in 2001, and that's what I learned for my 200 hour teacher training. David just redesigned his website and it is totally gorgeous!

Talent is Overrated

A good friend Kevan Gale, co-owner of StilStudio in Dedham, Massachusetts, recommended the book Talent is Overrated by Geoff Colvin a few years ago. I was pretty much occupied with raising a family and other things at the time, and couldn't give it the attention it deserved.

The basic premise of the book is that while most people believe that great performers like concert pianists, NFL football players, and chess masters are born with special talents that make them likely to succeed in their chosen fields, there is no evidence to bear this out. Long term studies indicate that high performance in any given field is a matter of dedicating long hours of what the book calls "deliberate practice" for many years, even a lifetime. Deliberate practice is defined as a little different than what most of us actually do when we practice, which is a little haphazard. Most people practice doing what they do well and avoid practicing things they aren't good at. Deliberate practice involves, among other things, focusing on those very things that might not be enjoyable, in order to improve, especially those skills that don't come easily or feel natural.

Another concept Colvin mentions at this point is that great performers have a deliberate, organized training program. They take advantage of teachers and trainers, even at high levels. They don't blame the weather or the phase of the moon if their golf shot goes awry, they take responsibility and work hard to improve so it doesn't happen again.

Perhaps most importantly, the book closes with a chapter on motivation, taking the reader to the very edge of research in the field and gazing out over the precipice. There is considerable discussion of the multiplier effect, and the origins of the drive to excel. The multiplier effect is the idea that early encouragement and/or success in a particular endeavor could lead to more confidence, and more desire to practice. This could in turn lead to improved performance, and gradually become self-replicating.

Finally, the book supposes, it comes down to what your goals are, and your personal beliefs.

What does all this have to do with yoga? It occurs to me that the hours spent in deliberate, focused practice on the mat, are an excellent training endeavor with transferable skills. The lessons we learn on our yoga mats, that our minds and our bodies can transform with time and gentle, persistent attention, can be taken off the mat and, forgive the cliche, into the world. If you can learn to open your hips, to meditate, to perform a headstand or a crow or any other pose that at first seems almost beyond your abilities, then you can master a business skill, be a more effective parent, or any other endeavor that seems worthwhile. Namaste!

This picture is from a 1958 book titled "The Key of Yoga" by Walter B. Gibson. I love the 50's aesthetic here, and it's also worthy of note that Kino Macgregor was not the first woman to do yoga in a tube top.

And let's face it, I just wish that I could do yoga in a tube top!

I made it through nearly Day 6 of the Fall Detox, but was derailed slightly by a family dinner at my very favorite Italian restaurant. I made intelligent choices, avoided the bread, had a glass of wine, but by Sunday I had no kitchari left and no time to make it, so it was hard to get back on track. So I'm adding 2 days and trying to figure out where to go from here. David Garrigues began a 3 part video on the yogi's diet and I'll be eagerly watching that this week.

This morning I'm experimenting with drinking a half cup of coffee before practicing, which is why I'm posting before 6am. Yesterday I practiced 2nd series. The knee is getting better, the lotus slightly deeper and I'm learning how far I can push it. There is some pain, but my feeling is that if I don't push it at all, it will heal in a tighter place that could take many months or even years to undo. Finding that perfect edge is tricky. The headstands in 2nd series are a lot of fun to play with. Once you've got a basic headstand, the variations are interesting and surprising. Put my hands where? Okay, that wasn't too bad. Now out to the side, okay, we'll see....

The next post I'm working on is based on ideas from a book called Talent is Overrated, by Geoff Colvin, which my friend and fellow yogi Kevan Gale told me about a few years ago, which I'm just getting back to. I highly recommended this book if you're interested in performance in any field of endeavor. I'm wrapping my mind about how to apply all these ideas to my yoga and art practice, and to the teaching of yoga.

Time

This drawing is from Light on Yoga, so here is a young Iyengar in Urdhva Mukha Svanasana, or upward facing dog. You do a lot of this pose in any kind of a vinyasa class, and especially an ashtanga class. David Swenson reminded us that this is a backbend, so focusing on the backbend everytime you transition through upward dog is a great way to unkink your upper back, warm up the back for deeper backbands, and also to avoid just blasting through it as if it were a waystation and not a pose in its own right. The most obvious modification while one is building the strength and flexibility to hold this is to take the knees to the floor.

Day 5 of the Fall Detox and I still feel good. Starting to long for eggs for breakfast and pasta with tomato sauce, but it's not too bad. The tea really helps and there is a broth too which I have not had time to make. And time, it turns out, is the real issue. Time to cook, time to apply sesame oil to the skin, time to shop for all the ingredients, time to make the tea. Time to do yoga, and take care of my family (oh yes, THAT full time job!), time to go to work, take showers, blowdry and flatiron my curly hair into silky flat submission! Time to talk with my husband, to draw, to watch my children grow and learn, to help them with their homework. Time to walk, pet, and throw the frisbee for my dog. Time to clean my house and do the endless laundry and the million sundry other things and I have no time left to think, relax, unwind. TV? Already I don't watch this. Who has time? Time to visit friends, to tend the garden, to remove the weeds. I simply don't have time to do all the things I want to do in this life, at least not right now. I long for all the time that I've wasted to come back to me, so that I can make better use of it. The hardest thing I have to do is choose. Art or yoga? Family or friends? Time for self-care or time to take care of my family? Paperwork and finances- you might notice that they didn't come very high on the list, and it shows.

How to decide when life is so interesting and full? What can I possibly give up to make more space for....

Last night at NeYoga was amazing, as always. I've been going there long enough that several people in the room I call friends. I was a little worried that I drank too much of the ashtanga yoga kool-aid when Sue adjusted me in baddha konasana, but she asked first and the knee felt okay, and I just kept thinking throughout the whole practice "Isvara Pranidhana," which I think of as surrender to a higher power although I don't necessarily call it God. Isvara pranidhana is one of the niyamas, or yogic precepts, from the yoga sutras. Together with the yamas they are kind of like the yogic ten commandments. So if the knee hurt, I didn't do it. If it felt okay I did.

This is a heated room and sweat just pours off you. Normally my clothes are, well, disgusting at the end of practice. Okay, they reek. They smell so very awfully bad that my husband won't come near me if I'm still wearing them. I've learned to bring dry clothes to change into after. But I swear, unless I really did have too much of that kool-aid, that my clothes and my skin, while wet, did not smell bad last night. In fact, what I could smell mostly is the tea that I've been drinking on the detox, with the fennel, cumin and coriander seeds. So for a long time I've been searching for the right detergent to wash my clothes on the outside, when perhaps what I really needed to consider was what I've been putting inside.

I'm very excited, I just agreed to give a workshop on Yoga for Athletes for the AIM triathlete team at the Virginia Thurston Healing Garden in Harvard on October 23rd. I'm going to do a 1o minute talk, a 30 minute class, and give out a handout for their personal practice. This is a great opportunity.

The above picture is from a Ashtanga handbook from the David Swenson teacher training, all marked up with my notes and sketches. If I ever lead a teacher training I am going to include pictures of the assists! I noticed that in the Yoga Mala, Sharath does this pose with his knee beyond the ankle, rather than stacked as I have been taught. I suppose it would be safe enough on the knee as long as your upper torso was stacked on your thigh. I think you'd want to be careful to bring the knee back over the ankle before rising up to prevent torquing the knee unnecessarily. The other thing I notice from both Swenson and Sharath, is the rear foot is not 45 degrees in, which I think I've been told? Rather it's perpendicular to the front of the mat, which I have found myself doing as well without really thinking about it. Details, details.