Daylight Savings Will Save Me

….From going crazy soon. I want a full day of light and warmth. A lot of my social media stuff has been about working out lately. Working out is cool but what’s going inside everyone’s heads right about now? SPRRRRIIIINGGGGGG!!!!

Most of us tend to look inward during the winter. Me? I’m around people so often that once the days are short and cold you’d be hard pressed for me to respond to a text, let alone see me in person or catch me ready to hang out. Once March rolls through and the snow begins to melt (ahem, except when we have last minute nor’easters!), I feel happy and hopeful. My favorite seasons are May and June. Once that Justin Timberlake meme starts rolling through my social media I know it’s “GO” time again.

Daylight savings means spring is coming. I tend to wake up and move outward. Clean out my house (sort of), open the windows, and reconnect with anyone I may have neglected during the winter. Last spring I *really* tried to be the best person I could be- but hey shit happens. All the warm weather and yoga and running and sometimes we still lose our shit. Watching my dog slowly die for several months being one of them. Getting injured in Boston- and beginning my spring with a big rain cloud over my head. What will change this year?

As I turn a new leaf I want to make space to foster positive energy. My intention is that I think about things I like to do and what I’m passionate about- and do them with purpose, grace, and love. My hope is that everyone else can do that, too.

Angry Poses: Lotus

In this picture I’m sternly contemplating how I️ can painlessly undo this pose- so not mindful here. Also I️ have a crooked hip. Also extremely uncomfortable.

I’m going to release this series with a disclaimer: these are all in jest. A pose is different every time you do it. If you change the way you approach and perceive a pose, use your body to breathe into it, and let go of your shit- you can transform any pose. That being said, different poses hit different meridian lines that may trigger different feelings. Some of these just make me uncomfortable.

It doesn’t necessarily make me angry, mostly just nervous. I️ don’t even know how I️ got my feet as far into Lotus as they are for this picture!

The biggest problem with Lotus is if I️ my hips are flexible that day chances are my ankles are stiff. Once I tie my legs up into their spot my other problem is staying that way. Every second in Lotus is like an eternity for me. Then, whenever I️ come out, I️ have to physically pry my feet apart. Then they snap into the floor and make a loud bang and it hurts.

My Favorite Poses… Runner Up

Ever since Chicago my hamstrings have really been telling me to go fuck my self. Actually my right one is a lot more angry at me than my left. As you can see I️ can’t get very far. Shit hurts. Can’t fold over my leg- and this is my agreeable side.

I’ve never been a “split” person. It’s amazing when you’re looking around the room (bad bad yogi- just focus on yourself) at who can and can’t do a split. I️ think you’re either a split person or you’re not. I️ see 90 year old ladies just pop into splits. What! Splits are mind blowing to me.

I️ may have told this story before. Oh well… The only time I️ ever almost did a split I️ was doing it out of anger. I️ was thinking about how much I hate racism, not focusing on my breath, and pushing down prying my hips open with my fists digging into my mat with every ounce of strength and anger I️ had. Yeah no. Anger works with all my other hobbies but not really yoga. When I️ realized I️ was going to pop my hip off and go to the hospital in one more second I️ laughed and stopped.

Favorite pose #3: low lunge with side bend

Ok full disclosure I️ didn’t learn this from some yoga guru I️ actually just stole it out of a sleazy fitness magazine a few weeks ago.

Sometimes I’m so used to keeping poses “standard” I️ don’t think how a small twist (or bend- haha) can really change everything.

When I️ do low lunge it opens a little… but I️ like subtle bending. Then when I️ begin to reach over to the side I️ can feel the stretch shift over in my inner hip flexor to the tips of my fingers. It’s hard to get into the psoas sometimes too, and I️ can feel it get in there. My friend and I️ were just talking about how our inner hips are messing us up. This has really helped!

I️ put this in many of my yoga for athletes sequences.

Favorite pose #3: Legs up the wall in general but especially in wide straddle

I’ve been looking at Instagram yoga lately and I️ hope you’re getting the feeling that my message is “let me share with you what I️ like to do!” Rather than “look at what I️ can do!” Most of these pictures are of me flopping around in my sweatpants, haha. That being said my good friends at Crossfit will make fun of my spread eagle and say it’s sexually inappropriate. The joke about that is- also what makes me love my friends- is they’re the inappropriate ones! If I️ do this at the gym there is a 90% chance someone will make fun of me (in a nice way) but it’s worth it.

I️ like happy baby too but I’m not even going there!

Haha if you can keep your mind out of the gutter this is awesome. When I️ played roller derby and squatted and did Crossfit I️ would hold this pose and my inner thighs felt like guitar strings. Nowadays with running and Crossfit it opens my hips more and my thighs aren’t the problem. When I️ would do this pose WITH my roller skates on I’d let gravity do the rest. I’d sit for five minutes and see where my legs would go. On bad days it’s a little excruciating. I️ also like to just lay on the flat floor and open up my arms.

I️ like throwing my legs up the wall and I️ stare at my ankles and try to breathe into them. I get really focused and I️ watch the blood pump through the veins on my ankle and I try to send them healing vibes. Yeah if you don’t do yoga it might sound corny. I️ still think it works. Besides if you know how shitty my ankles are you’d know how much help they need.

My right leg hates me so I just keep doing yoga and making food in my new Instant Pot instead of running

I’ve now been out for a three miler, a two miler, and two five milers since the race. Some yoga, and a walk or two.

Last night Josh put me on the table and tried to help me… because last night that pain was shooting from the top of my hamstring/bottom of my flute to behind my knee, getting tied up in my right calf, and even pulling into the arch of my foot. Basically something is pulling something that is pulling something that is making my whole leg angry. This is the same problem I had *during* my race that caused me to drop my pace to almost 9 minute miles towards the end and cover my entire lower half in biofreeze at every aid station.

So needless to say I think officially Philly is a bad idea. Before my five miler yesterday it was still possible in my brain, but the shooting pains from last night say “no.” Even if I made it through I can already tell the recovery would be ugly.

Anyways I got this fun Instant Pot. It’s a crock pot, rice cooker, pressure cooker… it also sautées for you and does everything else. With my extra time I’ve been trying to eat healthier more healing whole food vegan recipes. Ok ok also some recovery beers still. I made pumpkin chili, lentils, butternut squash harissa stew, tofu veggie dishes, and only had one big fail. Made more tofu scrambles and rice and beans. One food goal will be to not eat any nutrition bars while I’m not training. I have the RP vegan template but I still just feel like having fun vegan cooking and recovering and relaxing first.

Josh is going to intro to yoga with me at West Hartford Yoga, and the grand opening of Ignite was yesterday. It was fun and I met some new friends and got to chat with some old ones. I went to yin with Melissa first and it felt amazing to twist my back. I think the studio will be awesome for North Haven and Wallingford. I’m also having fun writing gentle and power classes.

We’ve been playing with the idea of a running and yoga class- the tricky part is just figuring out logistics. What time? How much if anything? Leave from studio before gentle? Then where to run… down state street? We have two more months of nice running weather I just need to focus my brain to hash that stuff out.

Poison Ivy. Real Evil Bitch. (Caution: TMI but if you had a weird or bad week this will make you feel a lot better probably)

OK well I just warned you. I have a friend who had to go to the bathroom at some point during a run a week and a half ago and wiped their dumbass (no pun intended…) with poison ivy because they had never seen poison ivy before nor gotten it. It also somehow got on their arm. Said friend was just going back to work, so went back to work extremely uncomfortable, thought it was some kind of dust mites or something from cleaning- it was still new- wasn’t really sure.

Fast forward the next night- FULL fledged poison ivy on friend’s private parts and butt. Said friend still not sure but while sleeping at night scratched the shit out of it and probably spread it a whole bunch.

The next day my friend gets their period. The next day is cramp day and said friend is bloated, has poison ivy on their privates, AND their period cramps when they have to go to a photoshoot to promote a business they just became a part of. Needless to say my friend does not feel cute- but some of the pictures came out nice anyway I think.

This friend, still doesn’t really get what’s happening- runs the Whethersfield 10K on heavy flow period day and also with ass covered in poison ivy. Doesn’t do as well as they’d hoped in the race. SHOCKER.

My friend then has their spouse look at it- spouse has a meltdown- they get benadryl and calamine- it burns- it’s kind of starting to heal. Friend kicks off the first day of school with their heavy flow, and poison ivy in their privates. Now we’re partying.

Friend tries to go to gym, coach calls them an idiot, tells them they can stretch and go home and don’t sweat or it’ll spread.

Friend covered in calamine all the time- see’s a friend who’s a nurse a few days later. Nurse friend tells my friend poison ivy in your privates needs steroids because it’s a “wet crease” and will never heal.

So Friday my friend goes to the doctor- friend shows the 65 year old man her butt cheek. he says “You have a rash.”

No shit.

“Take some Aveeno anti-itch lotion.” WHY IS MY FRIEND PAYING A COPAY THEY KNOW THEY HAVE A RASH.

My friend paid a 65 year old man some stupid copay to check out her butt for no reason.

My friend made the doctor give her prednisone because she’s there and her nurse friend told her to. Waits a million years at the Walgreens, takes her alotted dose and proceeds to get FUCKED. UP.

A few minutes later my friend’s mom texts them will all the negative side effects the steroid had on her grandfather, and on her mother. Hyper, over-hungry, weird dreams, doing weird shit for no reason. My friend was also drinking a beer- got super fucked up more than usual safely on her couch and ordered takeout she didn’t want with her husband.

Talked some shit to a local restaurant because they had no vegetarian options. My friend isn’t vegetarian but wants there to be options.  She’s been on the pills ever since and luckily is noticing the hyper but also has just been having kind of weird (but not gross) sex dreams. With this issue going on two weeks my friend would have retitled this post “leaves of 3 no sex for me.”


I had a rest week. Ran 14 miles pretty fast on Saturday. Did LOTS of yoga on Sunday. I’ll write about this ASAP. Ran my 22 miler today. It was pretty good- just hot again. I ran it kind of slow but anything over 20 slow and steady is the name of the game- I was running my 22 miler at 9:30min/mile pace last year and my marathon pace was still 7:47 it’s just about chipping away at the mentality of it.

I ran the Wethersfield 10k- it was fine. I could have done a little better but I didn’t feel great, I didn’t warm up enough, and therefore wasn’t focused.  I put it in the calculators and my 10k pace puts me at a 3:04-3:10 marathon. Honestly I’m feeling a litttttttle burnt out and at this point I’m less interested in Sub 3 marathon and more into getting this shit over with so I can sit on my ass or go pick a pumpkin or something. Also focus a little more on teaching yoga.

I will say I took a vinyasa and yin class with Melissa on her opening weekend at Ignite- and she is such a good teacher. I used to go to her classes all the time. When I stopped working in New Haven and ended up in the middle of a shooting in the parking lot after Kami’s 6pm class on a Thursday I just sort of stopped going to Fresh. She can talk about all the parts of your body and also verbalize a self help book for your life.

I actually remember the first time I took her class- before I “did yoga,” I was just sort of showing up not knowing what’s going on- in 2012 (I think) and thinking: “She seems so cool- she’s smart and a good person- she uses yoga to focus her anger in a positive way. (yeah I am trying not to be an angry person) She’s only a little older than me, and I think I want to be cool like her.” The thought was clearer in my head than I can really explain- but anyway- for me- that’s why it’s so funny that things came full circle and she invited me to teach at her new studio. Then there I am with her in a promo picture- in a warrior 2 where I’m really not bending my knee enough but that’s ok I’m tight don’t hassle me.

See picture of my handy dandy running medal on my gram: jenncantsitstill

20% off all class cards at Ignite Yoga for 5 more hours- come do some yoga with me!