Bikram Day 96: WTF?


One day while carrying out some business, the Mullah Nasruddin was asked to show his identification.  He directly pulled out a mirror from his pocket and soberly studied his reflection for a long time.  At length he exclaimed, “Yes, that is me!” I have to say that meeting this challenge is the by far the … More Bikram Day 96: WTF?

Reconnecting with my stomach: Bikram Day 87 (or is it 88?)


I’m pretty sure that yesterday was the 87th class I have taken in the past 87 days.  That’s what the count at the studio (Bikram Yoga Pittsburgh) tells me, at least. I’ve stopped counting, and almost don’t want the time to come to an end.  Not that it hasn’t been difficult to keep going every … More Reconnecting with my stomach: Bikram Day 87 (or is it 88?)