Sunday, April 25, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Micro Neighborhood

Wikipedia explains more..."Pomander Walk is a micro-neighborhood in the Manhattan section of New York City. The Walk runs between 94th Street and 95th Street, with gates at each end. It is located on the Upper West Side between Broadway (New York) and West End Avenue.
Pomander Walk was built in 1921 by nightclub impresario Thomas J. Healy who planned to build a major hotel on the site. The neighborhood is named for Pomander Walk—a romantic comedy by Louis N. Parker set on a small imaginary street in Georgian London—that opened in New York in 1910. The unusual Tudor Revival architecture of the houses was based on the stage set. The stage set was itself designed to resemble a street in Chiswick, London.
Although designed to look like single-family homes, each house in fact originally contained two small apartments, one upstairs and one on the ground floor. In recent years some of the buildings have been converted to single-family homes.
Pomander Walk was listed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1982."
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Yoga #2 and 3
No those aren't positions, they are additional times I've tried yoga in the last couple weeks.
Last week, we had a new instructor. I could tell she was incredibly knowledgeable but Christina is referring to her as drill sargent yoga teacher. I think it she was just a funny contrast to the first week's instructor who I might call nursery school yoga teacher...which really is the course she normally teaches. There was less chanting and more attempts to do handstands!!!!!!! This was awesome with the exception of the fact that I pulled my butt. Really. I was also impressed that when I mentioned that I had pulled my hamstring the week before, the instructor was immediately able to suggest a fix (I hyper-extend my knees!?) So now I've spent the last week try to "micro-bend" my knees when I'm on the subway and use my shoulder muscles to stand up straighter.
This week's fun was foot work-- something about your inner heel connecting with the outer part of your foot by your pinky toe and the outer heel connecting with the inner part of your foot by your big toe. Not too sore this morning so that is a good thing. I don't get (technically or spiritually) some of the things we are doing, but I leave happy and the 90 minutes fly by so that's all that matters to me:-) My research for the week... the teacher referred to "The yoga" like "The French" or "The George Washington University." Guess I actually have no idea what yoga really means. Time to Google.
Christina is away for the next few week's so I've lost my cohort in crime. But I WILL motivate myself to go alone (perhaps by investing in a multi-class card.) By the time Christina returns, I will be a yoga fool!
Last week, we had a new instructor. I could tell she was incredibly knowledgeable but Christina is referring to her as drill sargent yoga teacher. I think it she was just a funny contrast to the first week's instructor who I might call nursery school yoga teacher...which really is the course she normally teaches. There was less chanting and more attempts to do handstands!!!!!!! This was awesome with the exception of the fact that I pulled my butt. Really. I was also impressed that when I mentioned that I had pulled my hamstring the week before, the instructor was immediately able to suggest a fix (I hyper-extend my knees!?) So now I've spent the last week try to "micro-bend" my knees when I'm on the subway and use my shoulder muscles to stand up straighter.
This week's fun was foot work-- something about your inner heel connecting with the outer part of your foot by your pinky toe and the outer heel connecting with the inner part of your foot by your big toe. Not too sore this morning so that is a good thing. I don't get (technically or spiritually) some of the things we are doing, but I leave happy and the 90 minutes fly by so that's all that matters to me:-) My research for the week... the teacher referred to "The yoga" like "The French" or "The George Washington University." Guess I actually have no idea what yoga really means. Time to Google.
Christina is away for the next few week's so I've lost my cohort in crime. But I WILL motivate myself to go alone (perhaps by investing in a multi-class card.) By the time Christina returns, I will be a yoga fool!
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Brooklyn Brewery


Thursday, April 01, 2010
Yoga
Down dogs and warriors (1&2) and plank position oh my!
Christina convinced me to try yoga last night.
Q1: where to go? There seem to be about 100 yoga studios between BH and Ft. Greene. Where's the best? Who knows, but we selected Mala Yoga in Cobble Hill.
Q2: what to wear? I decided that if I stick with this I will get myself something from Lulu Lemon! But in the meantime, a pair of running tights and a t-shirt seemed sensible.
As the class started, the instructor encouraged us to think about what we were feeling (um, I'm feeling I want to giggle). "Think about someone you're going to do this class for" (um, my mom, who giggled the time she did a meditation class). "Now let's do three chants of Ohm" (um, okay, now I really want to giggle!)
But my the third Ohhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, I was getting into it.
The stretching was great and as a beginner I think I did pretty well.
At the end of the class, as we laid on the floor, covering our third eye with our index and middle finger, while switching between covering my right and left nostril with my thumb and ring finger as I exhaled. (Yes, another giggle moment, but I kept it together as I thought it would be frowned upon:-))
Yoga next Wednesday? Since I am not too sore today I think I'll definitely go back for round two!
Christina convinced me to try yoga last night.
Q1: where to go? There seem to be about 100 yoga studios between BH and Ft. Greene. Where's the best? Who knows, but we selected Mala Yoga in Cobble Hill.
Q2: what to wear? I decided that if I stick with this I will get myself something from Lulu Lemon! But in the meantime, a pair of running tights and a t-shirt seemed sensible.
As the class started, the instructor encouraged us to think about what we were feeling (um, I'm feeling I want to giggle). "Think about someone you're going to do this class for" (um, my mom, who giggled the time she did a meditation class). "Now let's do three chants of Ohm" (um, okay, now I really want to giggle!)
But my the third Ohhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, I was getting into it.
The stretching was great and as a beginner I think I did pretty well.
At the end of the class, as we laid on the floor, covering our third eye with our index and middle finger, while switching between covering my right and left nostril with my thumb and ring finger as I exhaled. (Yes, another giggle moment, but I kept it together as I thought it would be frowned upon:-))
Yoga next Wednesday? Since I am not too sore today I think I'll definitely go back for round two!