Rebel Workout.

I have a complex about popular things. When something gets huge to everyone else I generally “boycott” on principal.  Example, UGG's. When every other person in America was scrambling to buy a pair in every color I was silently say no effing way. I waited until they are completely outdated to get some so I am the opposite of trendy. Oh well.

And despite this ridiculous elitist attitude there is one trend that I am obsessed in love with, and my friends is yoga.

And not your local soccer Mom, Vera Bradley bag, Chanel sunglasses, matching bag and mat yoga. That’s not why I love it.  I love the hardcore, sweaty, grungy, Zen yoga. The yoga you walk away from feeling like a million bucks.

And I’ll be quite honest. I hadn’t experienced that type of yoga at least not really. Even though that was the type of yoga I always felt like I practiced. The classes/dvd’s/videos that I used didn’t meet that requirement.

To me yoga is a little hippie, a little rebel. Its running and bikings rebellious punk ass brother that doesn’t give a flying f*&k what you think, and that my friend’s is what drew me to this yoga. Not the country club, Elle magazine description that yoga is glamorous, that you don’t sweat, and that all the cool kids are doing it.

Luckily for me I know a fellow bad-ass yogi, and you know her too. Becky invited me to a new yoga class here in the QC someone else told her about. A funky little thrown together hippie class, she thought I would love it. First of all the yoga “studio” is a bar/club by night so the room set-up is like no yoga room I’ve ever practiced in. Secondly, each class varies with who teaches it. Thirdly, it’s a donation based class, anywhere from $3 - $10. WHICH IS AMAZING. Unfortunately for us here in the South cheap yoga is non-existent. I hear it’s that way a lot of other places too. And this cheap yoga is by no means a hand me down/watered down version. This yoga Kicks. Your. Ass. In a good way. In the way it hurts so good, so good it hurts. Where you think your gonna die, then 5 minutes later you want to do it again. This is what yoga is about, learning what your incredible body is capable of. Because trust me it’s capable of fantastic things.

And to me the beauty of it, is you don’t have to nail every pose every time. Just try and give it your hardest and tell yourself. I’ll nail it next week. Your around people of varying talents, and you learn to appreciate the differences in them. Just because I can’t do a handstand now doesn’t mean I NEVER will. That’s the power of yoga. Every time you practice you grow stronger and more capable to do more and more every time. And I'll be the first to say that child's pose is my best friend. When I think my arm muscles are going to explode in a million pieces you can bet your ass my nose hits the floor.

This rebel workout - fits me to a tee.... and I must say..... for purely selfish reasons I’m not gonna tell you where this magic land is, bc the class already fills up super fast and people get kicked out before they get to even un-roll their mat. I will keep this private gem to myself ( kind of bitchy for a yogi huh? ), and I guess if Becky is nice she can tell you.

Tell me a grandma doing yoga isn't bad ass.

The point is you don't have to fit in a workout box. You find what works for you what makes you feel great. Some days for me thats running, and some days its a bad ass session of yoga. Whatever it is for you that makes you beautiful embrace it because you love it, not because Jennifer Aniston does it 5 days a week.

Live your sexiest, bad-ass, rebellious, compliant , bitchy, sweet life possible. Its your life to live, no one elses.

Ciao loves!!!!