Tagged: gifs


When I actually wear a coordinated outfit to the studio:

When someone asks me to explain the difference between two weird disciplines of yoga:

When my friends make up terrible excuses to get out of class:

When someone shows up late to my yoga class and disrupts everybody:

When someone keeps leaving for “a drink of water”:

When I haven’t worked out in a while and I get back on my mat it’s like:

But also like:

When people thank me after class it’s like:

Because teaching yoga, most of the time, is like:

Need more? See one, two, and three!


I’ve got a show tonight, internet, and I’m ready to go.

Here are my pre-show thoughts:

When I’m putting makeup on I feel like:

Even though by the end of the night I’ll look like:

Making sure I know what the lyrics are… 20 minutes before a gig:

When there’s a long instrumental bit and I try to be like:

When I mess up onstage I feel like everyone’s just like:

But then I nail a section like:

And then my friends are just sitting there like:

(Okay, more like this):

But by the end of a good show everyone’s just like:


When I have no sequence planned and I just have to make that shit up as I go:

When I could go to yoga but I’m comfy:

When I really want to yoga it out but I don’t make it in time for class:

When I wear a new pair of leggings to the studio I feel like:

When a single girl brings a boy to class we’re like:

When guys find out yoga’s actually a hard workout they’re like:

After a good class when you have to get up out of savasana:

When a teacher describes a really difficult pose:

When I lose track of where the teacher is and I realize they’re RIGHT BESIDE ME:

Need more gifs? Try versions one and two!


When Baron Baptiste comes out with a new book all my friends are like:

When I’m sweaty after class and I have to be in public:

When I walk into the studio to teach:

When I’m falling asleep in half pigeon:

When non-yogi friends ask me weird yoga questions I look at them like:

When my mat doesn’t completely dry out between classes:

When I rock a two-a-day I’m like:

Watching people walk out of a hot room into the air conditioning they’re like:

When guys at the bar get creepy when I tell them I’m a yoga teacher:

When I forget my sequence sometimes I just have to stand there for a second like:

My vacation in GIFS.

I’m super not into this today, internet. I’m tired after a long, wonderful day. I went on a splendid hike with Barney Stinson through the local nature preserve and we probably did about 5 miles of up and down and around. So I’m going to bed.

But first – one last vacation related post, and then I’ll shut up about it.

How I felt going to Puerto Rico:

The first day on the beach:

After getting inside and realizing I was sunburnt:

But then we went to a bar and it was okay:

Driving around Vieques and seeing wild horses everywhere:

Snorkeling and trying not to think about sharks when inside I was like:

Everyday at the pool like:

And then sleeping in the next morning like:

Unfortunately, I had to come home:

And now I just wanna go back like:


When I teach a really good class:

When I take a really good class:

When I mess up a sequence my students are like:

When I make my friend do a pose she hates she’s like:

The college kids before Spring Break:

The college kids after Spring Break:

When someone comes back from a yoga retreat they’re like:

When I nail a pose I’m been working on I look at my friends like:

But then I fall out of something really easy like:

My week in GIFS.

Whoops. Looks like I’m getting this post in just in time.

I’m going to level with you, internet. It’s been a long, hard week and a long day and I’ve got a few Jameo Gingers under my belt and I’m feeling like

Mom and I actually met up with a visitor who came in from the city to talk about a really cool project that I’m going to be working on for the next few months or longer that I’m really excited about. It involves me blogging about fitness and whatnot. I was in and out of the studio all day so I didn’t get to the computer before now, and then mes parents and I went out to dinner post yoga class. So today’s post is about my life in GIFS.

Deal with it.

This week was a little

I got a rejection letter from yet another school and I didn’t get the job offer I was really shooting for. Also my dog peed on me twice.

Really dude??

So on Friday I just wanted to

But my friend Captain Apollo and his garage rock band had a gig, so I went to cheer them on and ended up dancing like

Woke up the next morning still a little bummed, but Captain Apollo invited me out to a funk band and so I went with Barney Stinson and them all and we were all like

So now I’m actually feeling pretty

I guess the moral of the story is that dancing is the best ever.

I’m going with it.

Bedtime now.