CRAB LEGS 🦀 & CHATURANGAS 🧘🏽:
THE PEARL blog
BRAVE ENOUGH TO TRY
"You'll never do a whole lot unless you're brave enough to try."
- Dolly Parton
We try to live by that mantra here at The Pearl. And this month, we're doing a whole lot. Two patron saints of womankind, Dolly Parton and Gloria Steinem, left us recently. Opposite sides of the same coin, both spent their lives being unmistakably, bravely themselves, and taught generations of women the same lesson in a way that was uniquely their own.
A BuzzFeed quiz predicted this...
Before social media scrolling was a thing, in the golden age of BuzzFeed quizzes, when we were invested in finding out "Which Sex and the City Character Are You" or "Which Hogwarts House Do You Actually Belong In," I remember taking one called something like "Which Bronx Neighborhood Should You Live In?" At the time, I wasn't living in the Bronx. I had no plans to move to the Bronx. I don't remember why I clicked it, but I do remember the result:
THE PILATES POLICE 🚔
Spend enough time on social media and you'll eventually conclude that every exercise is dangerous, every cue is problematic, every variation is wrong, and every teacher besides the person making the video should probably have their certification revoked immediately. Yes, it’s possible to get injured in Pilates, yoga, and other low-impact mobilities. But I’ve also hurt myself trying to fight my way out of a sports bra.
THE LEAST QUALIFIED PERSON IN THE ROOM
After four cohorts of teacher training, I've noticed a pattern. At some point during the program, almost everyone becomes convinced that they are the least qualified person in the room, and that everyone else belongs there more than they do.
But if I could collect their worries on little folded up scraps of paper and mix them up in a Yankees cap, nobody would know whose was whose when I read them out loud.
I don't know enough. I've never done anything like this before. Everyone else seems more prepared. What if I suck?
I FORGOT THAT I REMEMBERED
Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, wondering if I can still pull off eyeliner, I realized I'd morphed into full-on Sporty Spice.
Somewhere between opening two studios, teaching classes, answering emails, moving reformers, and chasing around a small child, I've fully committed to a lifestyle in which 95% of my wardrobe contains lycra