’cause life just keeps moving forward

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

i took a break from blogging this summer to focus on my personal life–we’re buying a house (hope to close and move in just a couple of weeks!) and i’ve been struck during these hot, muggy months with the kind of fatigue that can only mean one thing…

there’s another baby on the way! and my body’s changing again. big time. this one’s due in march, and i hope to keep him/her in there until at least close to that date (my first babe was born 6 weeks and 1 day early, eek!). my little family is celebrating this change…and so is my body. growing family, growing mama!

this go round, to document my pregnancy, my hubby is shooting photos of me in some of my favorite yoga poses.

five weeks

six weeks

nine weeks

twelve weeks

and that brings us up to date! the gaps in weeks are due to such morning sickness and exhaustion that the thought of getting dressed, let alone assuming natarajasana, were out of the question!

as my energy is slowly making a come back, i hope to be blogging somewhat regularly again, with fun photo updates as my belly grows and life continues to keep moving forward.

xoxo!

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technical difficulties

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

oops, there’s been a delay in posts due to some unresolved technical difficulties with my website. but it’s also not a bad opportunity for me to take the summer off and enjoy time with my family. there’s lots in flux here (we’re moving! and more…) and i’ll be back in touch in the fall with details and updates. love! peach

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prenatal yoga

Sunday, June 20, 2010

i’m teaching prenatal yoga on saturday mornings at mamunchis, a darling mommy/baby shop focused on organic, sustainable products that also offers about a dozen classes for expectant families and little ones.

first of all, i love mamunchis, and if you’re ever in the auburn area (mamunchis is actually in opelika, al) you have to stop by and check out their products. i literally can’t wait to get pregnant again just to adorn myself with some of their goods. silly!? i think not…just…girly, i guess!

anyway, i adore teaching prenatal yoga. in part because i get to hang out with beautiful, glowing moms-to-be, but also because it reminds me every week how truly special it is to be a woman. our ability to carry a child isn’t really unique, i guess, because animals from donkeys to kitty cats (one of my daughter’s favorites) do it too. but still, what a miracle.

when we’re pregnant, our bodies change really beyond our control. and for someone with a history like mine, i can’t learn that valuable lesson too many times. prenatal yoga has dozens of benefits (literally), but the three i want to highlight are…

1) take some time to appreciate your changing body.
moms-to-be spend plenty of time complaining of a whole array of physical discomforts, but how often do we stop, take a deep breath, and acknowledge the beauty of what’s going on in there? and even if we do, it may be for a fleeting moment. a prenatal yoga class puts us in a setting with other moms where we can quiet down as a group, take a few deep breaths, and spend the hour fully aware of our bodies as they grow and change.

2) make pregnancy more comfortable!
because the reality is, most of us have morning sickness & fatigue followed by a brief respite before the heartburn, constant need to pee, downward pressure, sciatica, and shortness of breath set in. prenatal yoga moves and stretches our body in ways that make more room for baby, release muscular tension in the low back and hips (relieving sciatica), increase circulation through the entire body, and otherwise ‘un-tweak’ some of those spots that have become a little iffy.

3) help prepare for labor.
whether you’re aiming for a totally natural birth, or you have a planned c-section, prenatal yoga helps ready you for the big day. postures like malasana help open the hips, while other poses help strengthen leg muscles (good for pushing!) and breathing exercises help hone our focusing skills for when we the going gets tough in the birthing room and we need to stay calm. even if you end up with a spinal and a c-section, it’s useful to keep the body supple and strong so that recovery is that much smoother.

whether you join me at mamunchis or find your way to another prenatal class, i hope any of my expectant moms out there will find a good reason to get a little yoga on with baby on board…!

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a quick tip – in just five minutes

Friday, June 11, 2010

i just wanted to take a minute to remind my readers that five minutes of movement is often better than no movement at all, and in many cases also better than an hour and a half of movement.

want me to explain?

for a long time i worked with an exceptional group of women who were in recovery from binge eating disorder. my job was to help support and encourage them as they cultivated balanced and pleasurable relationships with movement. we spent a good deal of time un-learning the “all or nothing” behavioral patterns some of them experienced when it came to exercise. they felt like if they didn’t put in 30 (or 60, or 90) minutes of sweat-inducing cardio at an actual health club or exercise facility, then it just didn’t matter or didn’t count. i was there to happily prove them wrong. :)

stand up. start your watch. and spend five minutes moving through some luxurious stretching routine. it can be simple (forward fold, roll up slowly, gentle standing twists, reach for the sky, sit back down, cross your left ankle over your right knee…feel the hip stretch…switch…a few ankle rolls, gentle neck rolls, and back to work). now tell me this: do you feel, in any way, different than you felt five minutes ago?

we did this together when i worked with my girls (i miss them!) and they always remarked and how surprised they were to discover that a mere five minutes really does count! there are many reasons to exercise, and the benefits are by the dozen. find what feels good, seek out a few spare minutes, and change your whole mood/chemistry/outlook (and maybe relax that neck pain for a bit).

i’m reminded of this today, as i’m closing down a couple of solid weeks of family and friend filled fun: a whirlwind and exciting trip to munich, a party in honor of my daughter’s baptism, my parents in town for that event and a dear, dear old friend here for a decadent week of girly things. it’s been divine, and i haven’t done any yoga. and i miss it. so, in about two minutes i’m going to take the cookies out of the oven (yes, i’m still baking these) and go take five minutes in my bedroom to downward dog it out. i know five minutes is all i need to feel empowered, alive, and at peace.

ahhh.

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breathe magazine

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

article about exercise bulimia, me, and my book in breathe magazine

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spring afternoon

Friday, May 21, 2010

Alabama is so pretty in the springtime.







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what is intuitive fitness?

Monday, May 10, 2010

it’s my tagline; it’s what i claim i teach. i mentioned it in my recent post about michael pollan and after some inquiries for more, thought i’d share some of my thoughts with you!

many of us who have been through treatment or who work with eating disorders know what intuitive eating is. it’s the oft-written about practice of listening to and honoring the body’s hunger & fullness signs. how do i know when to eat? when you’re hungry! how do i know what to eat? what you crave! when do i stop eating? when you’re sated! so simple, but for many of us (not just those struggling with eating disorders) our hunger signals get lost in a jumble of thoughts, fears, emotions, and food rules. but i can’t eat now, it’s not six o’clock yet! and i can’t eat that sandwich, i’m on a no-bread diet! and if i take one bite i’ll want to eat the whole house!

eventually, through the practice (and, i’ve told you before, it is a practice) of body awareness, intuitive eating becomes a natural, balanced, and ingrained way of relating to your food. yay for happy meals (even if the ones i’m talking about don’t come with a little plastic toy)!

intuitive fitness works much the same way. it’s a misunderstanding (and a common one) to think that to be fit you need to push yourself through grueling workouts. it’s a misunderstanding to believe that being in shape means you run every day or can do 100 push-ups (of course, if you can do these things, and enjoy these things, there’s nothing wrong with that either!).

take a moment and ask yourself this question:
what sort of movement activities feel good to my body?
maybe even make a short list.
it might be that you genuinely love really tough workouts–there’s nothing wrong with that if you do! but if you love to swing dance, or take your dog on walks, or play in the pool with your kids, then let yourself define these activities as exercise too. and do them. when it feels good.

if we truly listen to our bodies, they indeed want to move. and if we are open to allowing them to move in the ways that feel good to us rather than what we think should feel good, we truly free-up a part of ourselves. that permissiveness is key in recovery.

and just like with intuitive eating, when we are really in tune with our bodies, we will find a balanced relationship with movement. because sitting on the couch all day every day does not, in fact, feel good. if we did this, we would suffer from low-energy, joint pain, and other ailments. likewise, constantly moving at a break-neck pace would result in overuse injuries, exhaustion, and so on. but every single body is different. every single body has different needs. your friends might do cross-fit or practice yoga or run marathons, and you might compare yourself to them, thinking you’re not doing something right because you like tennis. well, tennis, of course, is just fine. anything is fine that feels good. that you respond well to.

movement is important for overall health. so is enjoying the movement!

i’ll share this with you as an example. when i was sick, i ran. if you read my book then you already know that. i thought i liked running. at least, i liked the feeling after i ran, the feeling that it was done, and i had done it, and i didn’t have to do it again for 24 hours. but i rarely truly enjoyed it while i was actually doing it! in recovery, i discovered that i do, in fact, love to walk and to hike. i also love love love yoga (you already know this!). so now, i do these two things most of the time. and most days, i do one or the other of them. not because i feel like i have to, but because i feel so good when i do!

but that does not mean that i never run. because sometimes, i feel like it. and then i do it. does that sound overly simplified?

we talk in black and whites a lot. people will ask “do you run?” but, how do you even answer that question? well, i’m not running right now, i’m standing here in heels at this cocktail party talking to you. i have run before. i run sometimes. sometimes i don’t. the question is posed almost as if we define ourselves through these activities. do. you. run?

my answer is, when i feel like it. no limits, no rules, no self-defining moments. a forever changing woman with forever changing needs & desires. self-regulating. what a relief!

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on mothering

Sunday, May 9, 2010

I have a vivid memory of my San Francisco therapist suggesting that I learn to self-soothe. Do what!? But that sounds like so much work! I think the memory is so strong because of this internal reaction. I did not want to self-soothe! I wanted my mother, or a man, or someone outside of me to be the nurturer, to provide all the protection and security and soothing so that I could just let go and be cared for.

oldmom&me

I was so scared by the idea of taking on the responsibility of caring for myself that I couldn’t imagine a world where I wasn’t leaning on another to relieve my pain. I couldn’t imagine that I might be strong enough, and comfortable enough, to give this to myself. To, in essence, mother myself.

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It’s been through not just recovering from my eating disorder that I eventually learned to nurture myself, but also through becoming a mother to my daughter Victoria. Through all of that hard work, I have honed the skill of self-care, and I understand now why soothing myself in times of stress is an invaluable practice. Of course, that doesn’t mean that I don’t have people to lean on–in fact, I think it’s being vulnerable and asking for help that really builds relationships (with other people, with God). But it’s also knowing how to turn inward and seek the mother within my own self that has helped me to grow strong enough to be able to actually be a mother to my daughter, and be there for my husband in his times of need. In order to extend out in these roles, I had to also be able to reach inward and tend to my own wounds, my own needs.

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This is my second Mother’s Day as an actual mom, and while I am grateful for the extra pampering my family gives me on this particular day, I am especially grateful for all the hard lessons I’ve learned along the way that have made me into the mother I am now. The mother to Victoria, and the woman who can, sometimes, be mommy to herself.

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To all of you out there–mothers, daughters, fathers, & sons–we are each a mother to something. To some creation, to some blossoming. May you learn to nurture the self as you continue to nurture your loved ones, and your passions.

And, as an aside, if you haven’t already tried these cookies, then you must! They are perfect.

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parenthood

Thursday, April 29, 2010

The most obvious benefit of going through recovery for an eating disorder is, well, recovering. But did you know recovery will follow you for the rest of your life, everywhere you go?

Right now I realize how much recovery prepared me for parenthood. I was just in my kitchen, making my favorite oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, listening to my husband finish reading Victoria her bedtime story. And then I heard her start crying. When Jeffrey came into the kitchen I said, “Oh, just give her another bottle of milk. Warm it up. She’ll go right down.” And then Jeffrey said, “We shouldn’t do that, ya know.” And I said, “Yeah, I know, but it’s easier sometimes.”

He warmed the bottle, went back into her room, and I finished mixing the cookie batter thinking to myself, “Am I the only parent whose parenting ideals don’t always match the reality!?” I imagined posting this exact question on Facebook, and getting a whole slew of replies from friends commiserating with me. We try so hard, as parents! We have the idea and intention to do everything just so. And some moms and dads, bless their super-parent status, actually manage to live up to their ideals. But not me. My sixteen-month-old still drinks out of a bottle even though she’s surrounded by sippy-cup experts. And if she’s fussy at bedtime, sometimes I don’t make her tough it out–sometimes I give her an extra one with warm milk.

And sometimes she doesn’t have the perfect, well rounded meal that the doctors say to feed her. And sometimes her outfit doesn’t match. And sometimes, when mommy is having a hard day, she plays by herself a lot. Sometimes (rarely, I promise!) I even talk on the phone when she wants me to read her a book.

Actually, just writing this down makes my heart ache with guilt. I love my little lamb of a downy girl. I love her with all my flesh and blood and bones, with every ounce of energy I have. I hate admitting that not every moment is perfect! But as I slid the cookie sheet into the oven I realized something kind of key: maybe some of my ideals for parenting ought to include being flexible and allowing for variation and forgiving myself. As soon as I made this little list in my head, I popped back in time to those days of recovery, when I had to learn to let go of all the rules. The food rules, the exercise rules, the cleaning rules, and so on. I had to just…let…go.

Who knew my tools from treatment would come in handy so many years later, in such a different circumstance? I knew, actually–I knew because it’s already proven itself to me. My eating disorder was a result of an underlying condition. A few underlying conditions, maybe. But the eating disorder was just the symptom. And while I’m recovered from that particular ailment, I’m still human and I have to remember to apply the lessons of self-love, relaxing, forgiving, and moving on, to all areas of my life.

And to my little one: I am so glad that extra bottle of warm milk put you to sleep so sweetly in your crib. I just checked on you, and you were breathing the deep breath of little dreams. I will do my best every day to be a good mommy, to love us both along the way.

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girl power!

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Sewanee Pic

me with my favorite women in the world: tor, mommy, and baby v, this past weekend on a stormy spring day. not the most amazing photograph, except that it is amazing to me that i was able to get in the car and drive to spend the weekend with them. hooray for close proximity!

i realize sometimes how blessed i am to have such a close, supportive, and loving relationship with my sister and my mom. i don’t know what i’d do without these women.

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