Hi, I’m Alison and I write New Life as New Wife.

I started "New Life as New Wife" in 2008 as a spin off to my wedding blog A Day in the life of a Rockstar Bride.

Like life, my blog has changed. My blog has now transitioned into the day-to-day challenges including how to save money, adjusting to life as a new home owner, and just recently, how to adjust to life after re-quitting my corporate job.

Prior to becoming a "grown-up", I spent the last 6 to 9 years as an IT professional, dance instructor and an awesome Rockstar wife.

Now, I walk dogs, teach yoga, teach dance and rockout as a the wife of a rockstar.

To contact me, please email me at: newlifeasnewwife@gmail.com

obsessed with moving on to the next level

Monday, January 3, 2011

As adults, we are so obsessed with seeing things crossed off a list, that we may cheat ourselves and cut corners to get that gold star. Sadly, this need for check marks seeps into yoga way too often.

Robin and I were talking about "those people" who are obsessed with moving on to the next level and how they are so eager to learn more advanced poses. What interests me most is how most of these people can't even do the beginner poses correctly yet claim to be experts. Let me ask you: Where is your technique? Are you breathing, with your abs contracted, throughout the pose? Are you engaging your bandhas? Do you know what a bandha is? Let me tell you, the answer is "no" to all of these, so you are no expert!

I equate it to children in ballet class, who are bored with doing the same exercises every week. As children, they don't understand that by reviewing and practicing regularly they will become better ballerinas. They instead think they know it all and are bored. I was that kid.

Even though I am a certified teacher, (which I rock at by the way), I do not claim to be an expert yogi. Hell, most days my main goal is to shut my brain off from reviewing what other crap I need to be doing instead in laying in Savasana. The only way I will ever become an expert is if I dedicate 175% of the next 15 - 20 years of my life to yoga, and we all know that will never happen!

Once upon a time I would have been the most competitive person in a yoga class. I would seek out someone who I believed was on the same level as me and work my arse odd to exceed their skill level. These days, I'm happy if my belly flab doesn't suffocate me during poses.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

you're belly flab suffocation comment made me laugh. I was in plow the other day and am convinced my breasts were trying to suffocate me.

Alison said...

ah man, that sequence is the worst for self suffocation! I won't even try to do Karna Pidasana (or earmuffs as I call it).[http://www.ashtangayoga.info/practice/asana-vinyasa-series/the-finishing-sequence/item/karna-pidasana.html]

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