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Anxiety to Zen: An Open Letter to Yoga

Bonnie Schmidt by Bonnie Schmidt | March 18th, 2013 | 2 Comments
topic: Fitness, Personal Growth, Yoga | tags: anger, anxiety, arm balances, astavakrasana, breath, confidence, control, drive, enlightenment, euphoria, expression, forward fold, get to know yourself, going with the flow, imperfect, journey, judgement, knowledge, mistakes, new path, panic attacks, peace, poems, relinquish control, resentment, speak your mind, strong, sun salutations, tight hamstrings, tranquility, trust, truth, unique, universe, vinyasa, yoga class, yoga mat, yoga poses, yoga saved my life, yoga studio, yoga teacher training, yoga-practice

Yoga saved my life.

Pretty grand statement, I know. And perhaps other people say that, too. I guess depending on where you are in life or what you happen to be going through, there are a lot of things that can save your life. A good book could do it, a sign from the universe or maybe even a strong martini. But when I say that yoga saved my life, I mean it truly came into my life during one of the darkest moments I had ever experienced and gave me back my desire to really live — fully and entirely.

A few years back, I found myself completely paralyzed with anxiety. I couldn’t go to work, drive my car or even leave my house without a potential panic attack. This anxiety made me angry. It made me resentful. But most of all, it made me an entirely different person. I became a shell of what I used to be. A lot of people thought I’d stay that way. Full disclosure: I thought I’d stay that way too.

6 Ways to Avoid the Top Mistakes People Make at the Gym

Chris Freytag by Chris Freytag | January 27th, 2010 | 4 Comments
topic: Fitness, Health & Wellness, Weight Loss | tags: blunders, core, Fitness, gym, habits, hydrate, mistakes, new year, stairmaster, stretch, tips, weight-loss, work out

It’s January and the gyms are packed.

I have written many times over the years about correcting poor form or bad habits at the gym. It’s not a new subject, but I have been “moved” to write about it one more time after last Saturday morning when I was at the gym and was compelled to offer some free advice to the woman next to me.  Here was the scenario:  I like to exercise on the Stairmaster Stepmill…you know the machine with the revolving stack of stairs. I usually mind my own business, but last Saturday the woman next to me was so slumped I couldn’t keep my blinders on.