Monthly Archives: December 2010

Project Integration : Success!

Barely 24 hours in Miri, I have managed to bump my head twice, have my bra strap unfurl and smack me in the face ย [I kid you not] and get clipped in the knee by a wheelchair.

 

EPIC holiday! Missing all the laughs, chats, giggles and rants already …

 

This trip definitely reminded me to take time out to spend with WHO, not WHAT counts.

 

 

M*

Criminal Intent

My new song of the mo’. After listening to this, I just want to go out and lose my shizz on the floor. In a good way.

But what am I talking about? I doubt I can even last 5 hours at ZoukOut! ๐Ÿ˜‰

 

 

 

 

Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intent
Conspiracy to engage in lewd and indecent acts and events
I’mma wind it, grind it, oh my, I’mma say it again
Somebody alert the authorities, she’s got criminal intent

Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intent
Conspiracy to engage in lewd and indecent acts and events
I’mma wind it, grind it, oh my, I’mma say it again
Somebody alert the authorities, she’s got criminal intent

Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intent
Conspiracy to engage in lewd and indecent acts and events
I’mma wind it, grind it, oh my, I’mma say it again
Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intent

– Will the defendant please rise? State your full name for the record.
– Robyn
– Do you wish to say anything before the sentence is imposed?
– I do your Honor!

You know, from time to time
I need to get down
Unwind and just bump and grind
Get my shot on, have some fun
A little dirty never hurt anyone
I admit, I can get somewhat X-rated on the floor
But your Honor, how’s that something you get incarcerated for?

I-I-I done nothing that’s wrong
Way better by degrees something that’s frowned upon
I object most strongly Judge, they played my song

Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intent
Conspiracy to engage in lewd and indecent acts and events
I’mma wind it, grind it, oh my, I’mma say it again
Somebody alert the authorities, she’s got criminal intent

Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intent
Conspiracy to engage in lewd and indecent acts and events
I’mma wind it, grind it, oh my, I’mma say it again
Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intent
Somebody alert the authorities, she’s got criminal intent

Y-yo-yo Judge, may the record reflect the fact
I don’t have any priors
Besides, would you pardon me
For being inappropriately attired?
But yo, listen, them cuffs down at county
Totally ripped up my pantyhose
And some snitch punk at legal aid
Stole my voucher for court clothes

I done nothing that’s wrong
Way better by degrees something that’s frowned upon
I object most strongly Judge, they played my song

Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intent
Conspiracy to engage in lewd and indecent acts and events
I’mma wind it, grind it, oh my, I’mma say it again
Somebody alert the authorities, she’s got criminal intent

Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intent
Conspiracy to engage in lewd and indecent acts and events
I’mma wind it, grind it, oh my, I’mma say it again
Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intent
Somebody alert the authorities, she’s got criminal intent

Bikram Yoga Superheroes

A hilarious little clip about Bikram Yoga Teacher Training.

 

For some reason, WordPress doesn’t want me to embed it, so you’re gonna have to click HERE.

 

Ah, they’ve included everything. Only thing they missed out was “Trust the Process!”.

M*

New Year [almost!], New Hairdo

Try to find the similarities if you will, between the women below :

 

Carrie Bradshaw, Season 1 "Sex & The City"

 

 

Glenn Close, "Fatal Attraction"

 

 

I know, pretty obvious huh? Psycho women who are looking for love

 

 

A lovely mop of wild mane curly-haired permed goodness sitting atop their shoulders!

 

 

I must confess, I’m not one who likes curly hair. My style is more structured, clean lines … conventional and safe.

 

 

Until I started watching too much Glee, so now my wardrobe consists of skirts and I now have a fetish for headbands.

 

 

So uhm, I went to my hairdresser for a regular “trim/cut/colour/whatever”. I have been going to Philip for a LONG time, so I trust him. Plus I’m rather adventurous and am up for anything ๐Ÿ˜‰

 

“Oh ย my GOD, Mei. Can you stop losing weight?”

– Not my fault!

 

 

He ruffled my hair… and then announced, “I am going to perm your hair. Give you more volume”.

– OK!

 

He carefully sectioned my hair and rolled it up into curlers. My head smelled like a mixture of cat piss and dog food. Definitely not sexy. Definitely not appetizing. Definitely not good for the nostrils.

 

 

A couple of hours later…

 

 

 

New Mei!

 

That’s newly permed so it obviously is more POUF than it is now after a few washes.

 

 

HAHAHA the students can barely recognise me! It is hilarious! Told my boss he should be so lucky that he gets “3 teachers a year” in me thanks to my everchanging hairstyle ๐Ÿ˜€

 

Well 99.99% of the comments have been positive, though my mum said “OH MY GOD WHAT HAVE YOU DONE” and my boyfriend has decided to call me a beansprout [“You know, small tiny body and BOOF, big head of hair!”].

 

 

Yup, I’m loving it!

 

 

 

M*

 

 

 

 

 

Woot Woot!

Thank you to Guide to Healthcare Schools for nominating Mind Playground as one of the Top 25 Bikram Yoga blogs.

Now I feel tremendous pressure to blog. And by blog I mean proper sentences out here and there and not just some link to a video of a song that I love posted together with lyrics that I have hastily pasted over from Google. You mean it’s not a proper blog post? BLEH.

Ooh and to watch my language too. Actually, who am I kidding. HAHA!

To view the complete list, click here.

Now to add more blogs to my blogroll! After some sleep, that is.

M*

Dog Days Are Over

 

 

My current happy happy joy joy song …

 

 

Happiness hit her like a train on a track
Coming towards her stuck still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
With every bubble she sank with her drink
And washed it away down the kitchen sink

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run

Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind
You cant carry it with you if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
Because here they come

And I never wanted anything from you
Except everything you had and what was left after that too, oh
Happiness hit her like a bullet in the head
Struck from a great height by someone who should know better than that

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
Because here they come

Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your loving, your loving behind
You cant carry it with you if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
Because here they come

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run

 

 

 

M*

 

 


Beginners

Ok, potentially sticky post ahead! Again, *serious announcer disclaimer voice* this blog post are MY opinions solely and do not reflect those of my employers, boss, studio and or co-workers.

The ever lovely Dancing J has brought up a very interesting point about Beginners in class. The first-timers who walk in tentatively into the studio with their water bottle and a hanky of a towel whilst pointing furtively to The Chamber, “Bikram?”.

If it’s your VERY first class, it’s a good idea to raise your hand if your teacher has not asked you yet. This DOES NOT apply if it’s your FIRST TIME seeing this teacher! [It humours me when I ask “Anyone here first time?” and 3/5 times someone raises their hand, and I ask “Never done Bikram Yoga before?” and they go “Oh no no, it’s my 5th class, but my first time with you!” -__- ]

 

The first hard fast rule about Beginners that I learned from my mentor and the legendary Mary Jarvis? ย Just Let Them Be.

 

I honestly don’t believe in making them start with their toes and heels together for half moon or making them do all the asanas “properly” because let’s face it, for their first class they are trying to SURVIVE the heat. Most likely their thoughts range from ย :

– Oh my GOD it’s hot in here

– Why are there so many half naked people here?

– OK! Only … 80 more minutes to go! FUCK! … 50 more minutes … SHIT! …. 30 more minutes … FUCK THIS SHIT! … 10 more minutes … FUCK THIS SHIT WITH A CHAINSAW REPEATEDLY DEATH STAB DEATH STAB RAAAR

– If this teacher bends low enough will I get a nipple slip?

 

 

That being said, the only time I call out to beginners is when they are breathing through the mouth or continously wiping themselves down. If you wipe yourself down, your body has to work harder to produce sweat and when it does so, it makes you feel hotter! Besides, sweat is like nature’s moisturiser, so who wouldn’t want nice soft silky skin post class?

 

 

However, I do help the Newbies out with the arms for Eagle or the grip for Standing Bow. But if they don’t get it round for the other side or the second set, Just Let It Be. There’s always tomorrow [or the next day] to fix them!

 

It’s totally OK if they take a break and sit down and sip water. Afterall, the same above 4 thoughts are coursing through their head, their heart’s probably pounding against their ribcage and their either wishing death upon themselves or the teacher. Funny story : I once told a first timer that she’s ok, she won’t “die during class”. Apparently she heard me wrong and went up to management to complain about me. But live and let live, right? ๐Ÿ˜‰

 

Above all, it’s their first time! Many of us teachers or long-time practitioners have totally forgotten our very first class! [I remember being confused. A lot. And wondering why the hell an American is teaching in the worst possible English ever. Oh is it time yet?!]. That’s why I have decided to start taking “other styles” of yoga. I know, gasp, shock, horror. BUT, honestly, when was the last time I felt totally lost and not knowing what is next? It’s good to feel “lost” once in a while, I believe it should teach me some compassion and imbibe some form of humility in me.

 

My opinion : Don’t scare the Newbies with too many rules! The No Fidgeting / Moving between postures will come in time, they will learn the right time to drink water [if at all!], don’t try to make them do a ‘perfect posture’ because it’s their first class!

 

 

I know some Bikram teachers can be hardcore [myself included] but an EFFECTIVE teacher has to learn how to read a class and then pick their battles. Remember, lose the fight, win the war! Don’t scare the newbies [unless of course they are racketeering or attempting to commit crimes against humanity].

 

 

Let the Newbies decide to come back! Be the teacher that they’ll go “Oh WOW that was fun, I wanna come do this AGAIN!” and not “Oh WOW that was possibly the WORST thing ever, What the FUCK was up her ass? Has she not gotten laid in over 8 years?!”. Whatever their motivation to come back to try Bikram Yoga, be it their health, or for the teacher [I will admit that my first 3 classes I went to the same teacher because he was AWESOME] or simply to get washboard abs and buns of steel, the main thing is they COME BACK. ๐Ÿ™‚

 

 

 

M*

 

 

HAPPY!

Absolutely delighted, thrilled and honoured to have had Sarah (of Colorado) and Edward (of Vancouver) guest teach at our little studio in this far flung corner of Earth!

 

Spent some time hanging out with the fabulous yogis, doing advanced and generally creating mayhem of the yogic kind. WHEEE!

 

Learnt a great deal about alignment and form from Sarah, who has had 8 years of teaching under her belt. [I feel like a zygote next to her. Seriously].

 

Second thing to be happy about … I’M LOSING MY FLEXIBILITY! YAY!

 

I know, you must be in shock. “Which HEATHEN would profess her utter joy at losing her flexibility at yoga?!” Well, THIS heathen doth do so! The problem for overly flexible people such as myself is that class is actually HARDER for us as we have to learn how to USE our muscles and not SINK into our joints. Oh, the irony, at having to have a hip replacement by the time I hit 30 all because I was sinking down into my pelvis during triangle ๐Ÿ˜‰

 

When you build STRENGTH in your muscles, you will compromise on your FLEXBILITY. Yes, I had to control myself from going too far back in a backbend or kicking too high up in Standing Bow [because I can, and because I know I look ridiculously good doing so] but what is the point of doing so when I can’t hold it… even though you may threaten the life of a kitty at that.

 

THIRDLY … I *finally* hauled ass to a dermatologist.

 

After multiple GASPS and “OH MY GOD”s and the occasional “EWW” from students, I, the leper, have dragged myself to see a dermatologist reccommended to me by a few students.

 

Wait time without an appointment : 45 minutes

Consultation time : 3 minutes

Cost : RM120 (including a littany of creams, pills and consultation fee)

 

HAPPY with the results so far! Though I may have to put on more Vitamin E cream to have nice silky pins by the time Tania’s wedding rolls by ๐Ÿ˜‰

 

 

Which made me realise… what the HELL is going on with my immune system? First shingles, now an outbreak of eczema on my body!

 

 

So totally downing an orange juice after this, right after this tiny little tablet that made me so drowsy that