Hey cuties!
Went back to Power Yoga this week and it was amazing as ever of course! However, this time I grabbed some flyers for more information.
If you want to check this place out…here’s all the deets!
Eastside Power Yoga (Donation Based)
2Headed Horse Gallery
1770 Glendale Blvd, Los Angeles, CA (Echo Park Area)
http://2headedhorse.blogspot.com
Once again, Tuesdays/Thursday at 10:30am for about an hour!
You can contact me if you ever want a partner!
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As a means of bettering not only my physical body but my mental and spiritual body as well I’ve been getting into Yoga a little. By this I mean I took Bikram class and just took a Power Yoga class this morning. This is to let everyone out there know how wonderful this Power Yoga class is.
There are multiple perks about this class. The first one being that it’s free. Yup! Totally free. Unless of course you do have a few bucks on you then I would definitely suggest donating. Although the class is not at all about that.
This small studio is located at Glendale and Branden in the Echo Park area. A few friends of mine take this class regularly and I had the pleasure of joining our friend Alyssa this morning.
The instructor of the class is absolutely amazing. He not only will come along and position you if your poses are slightly off but he is so darn encouraging. He talks through most of it, giving kind, encouraging words. Telling us things like “you need to be strong so you can be strong for others” and “you’ve already taken the first step by coming here and being here in this class”. Very motivating. Things I most certainly need to hear at this point in my life. He leaves time to meditate and stretch. If you don’t leave the class feeling physically and mentally invigorated than you must have done something wrong.
The most challenging thing for me was the stomach series. It’s the most challenging for everyone I think. It’s a series of ab poses that are not at all what I would call easy. Since this is so challenging though it poses a challenge to me to get to the point where I’m not pausing in between. He is all about just being there in the moment and making the attempt to be there. There’s no showing off, it’s for you and how much you think you can do. I was very nervous entering since I hadn’t been there before but once that washed away I was in the moment. It’s all different levels, all different types.
The class is only on Tuesdays and Thursdays at 10:30. It goes until about 12. The class is strictly donation based. If you have cash to give, then give if you don’t then you spread the word. He just wants to practice with you and have you get something out of it for you. He’s not about making money or anything at all. So due to my unemployment state here I am spreading the word to everyone!
Also, this studio doesn’t have a name and can probably be missed pretty easily. It’s literally on the corner of Branden and Glendale, it’s a small blue house looking building. There is a singular sign on the door that reads FREE YOGA and then a bunch of other words.
I 100% know I will feel this tomorrow but I feel incredible. Every part of my being is refreshed and ready to take on the day! I highly recommend this class to anyone that can make it.
Hopefully I’ll see some of you locals there next week! 
– J
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Hello all. As most of you (or maybe none of you) know I have quit my job and am now officially in the same boat as Jess: The Unemployment Boat.
I know you must have all sorts of questions:
Do you have a new job? NO
Do you have a plan? KIND OF
Are you scared? TO DEATH
Why did you quit? Let me tell you why…
A lot of people don’t understand the entertainment industry. You don’t work in the same job for 25 years like back in the Midwest. Actually, if you work for the same place for over 3 years, that’s pretty unheard of. Shows goes on hiatus, movies only shoot for maybe three months, people aren’t asked back, people don’t want to come back, and some start to get pigeonholed. The last statement was what was happening to me. I was working on a reality show for almost two years and knew it was not where I wanted to be. So, I told myself once I saved a certain amount of money I would leave to pursue my passion: scripted features/television.
This business is also all about taking risks, so leaving my job wasn’t that much of a shocker. And now I have done it! I have taken the plunge and we shall see what happens. When I left on my last day, most of the people at my work told me how proud they were of me, that I was making the right choice, and I should never second guess my heart. And on this Monday morning, my first day of not having a job in over two years, I couldn’t feel better! To tell you the truth, I’m so burnt out. I’m so glad that right now I have this time to try and find a great job with awesome people, find myself, and work on my craft. Of course it’s going to be a long hard road. Of course it’s going to be stressful. And of course I’m afraid of the unknown… But at the end of the day, here’s the most important thing: I have the most incredible family on the planet, the most amazing REAL (not that fake HOLLYWOOD shit) friends, and the most loving boyfriend ever. Most people in this industry may have lots of money, go to fancy restaurants, and have a closet full of expensive clothes and shoes, but they have NO true love in their life. And that’s sad. So maybe I don’t have any money, maybe I don’t have a job, but right now, I’m winning because I have a HUGE support group. If you feel like you’re in a job that’s not heading the right direction, don’t be afraid to follow your instincts. We spend most of our lives at work, so why not spend most of our lives somewhere we are happy. Think about it…
Now, let’s go make some dreams come true…
LUV,
Britt
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Is it week five? Maybe it’s actually four. I guess the 2nd was my month anniversary. So…four?
This week on the unemployed front has not what you would say…good.
I’m going through a lot right now so that’s making it hard, plus I just went a week without any work. And those student loan people are not being very nice to me. I’m stuck owing them a lot of money.
Anyway, I was leaving the apartment today to go pick up a check from the last temp job I worked. I was going to walk and was bolting forward to the gate in the garage and for some reason something pulled me to just drive instead. So I walked around to the driver side of my car and the back driver side window is broke! It’s broke in a really weird way. I have no idea what they used to try and smash it. They did a poor job. They took my toolbag, which really makes me feel good because that’s what I use to work! YAY!!! Luckily my multi-tool and knife were in my room. But the whole bag of tools was gone and that was my life force.
The way it was broken allowed me to tape it up a little so that I can at least use that until I can afford to get it fixed. I don’t understand why they chose my car and I don’t understand why they broke into that side of the car. When that side is facing a half wall and a pillar is so close to it that you can hardly open the door to begin with. Let alone use whatever they used to try and bust the window. There’s no leverage room to swing something…unless they used a fist/foot to try it.
Now, I’ve had my car broken into before. Last time was in Chicago with my old car. They busted the same back window and stole a bag of Sun Chips and my stereo face plate. Somehow this time is even worse. My tools…MY TOOLS!!! And I had JUST moved those to the back seat, they were taking up shop on my passenger side for quite sometime. Also bothers me that whoever did this is using my tools to break into other people’s cars. Get a life. A small part of me thought it could be someone I know…but really who do I know that would do such a thing?
Where’s Oprah when you need her? I need her sympathy and her wealth to buy me a new set of tools and a new tool bag.
Check out the break…
Moral of the story? No matter where you are…don’t leave anything in your car.
– J
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This weekend Jess, myself, and our good friend Jackie ventured to a Bikram yoga class in Atwater Village (Bikram Yoga Silverlake). The studio has a really great deal and on Saturday’s at noon they have a donation class which only cost $10. Good deal, right? Well, maybe for someone that loves bikram yoga or “hot yoga” as it is also called. For those who are not familiar with the practice, it’s yoga that last for about 90 minutes and is done in a room that is 105 degrees with 40% humidity. EFFING HOT, RIGHT?!
The sad fact that I’m about to admit to you is that I have never even done yoga before. And why, do you ask, did I decide to make my first yoga class a BIKRAM yoga class? Because OBVIOUSLY I’m a masochist. Right when we walked into the lobby, I knew I was done for. It was already hot in there and we hadn’t even made it to the yoga studio yet. I started to read over the list of tips to do to keep yourself cool while in class. “Don’t drink water during the class. It’s already too late to hydrate yourself.” DAMN. I’m notorious for being dehydrated already, so I couldn’t imagine how much nourishment I was destined to lose in the next 90 minutes.
The three of us paid for the class, wrote down our contact info (most likely for when people died) and then ventured into the dark yoga room. We put down our mats and began to stretch out. I haven’t stretched formally since my volleyball days in junior high. So, that was fun. Our yoga teacher was of course this beautiful little petite thing. I kind of had a girl crush on her. You know, not a “I would do that girl” crush, but a “Damn, I want to be that girl” crush. When she walked in, she turned on the lights and proceeded to turn UP the heat. “Are you kidding me?” I thought to myself. “It’s going to get HOTTER then it already is? Fuuuuuuuddddgggeeeee…” She also told us that the goal for all of us in the class was to stay inside the heated studio no matter what and not to leave even if we began to feel queasy and sick. We should know that us feeling sick was just our body’s working out all the toxins and we should just take a break and lay down if we felt that way. Then we began…
At first glance everything seemed ok. I had gotten through the first few poses with no worries. Just lots and LOTS of sweat. Then about 30 minutes in, we were allowed our first break. This was the only designated time that we were allowed to lay down and take water in. From here on out there would be no more breaks and it was up to ourselves to decide when we wanted water. “Don’t drink water during the class. It’s already too late to hydrate yourself,” rang through my head. I had never thought water could taste so good in my life and by this time we had been in the heat for almost 40 minutes so of course my water was warm. Ick. Then I realized that everything we had been doing up to this point was just a warm up. Seriously? I’m DRENCHED in sweat, I’m seeing black spots, and my water bottle is almost empty and you are telling me things are going to get MORE intense? Oh yes, and that they did…
After our official break, things got bad. I was unable to hold almost any of the poses without feeling faint and thinking I was going to pass out. I would lay down on the mat and every time I got up, the black spots in my eyes grew more and more real. I had to keep lying down constantly. And that’s exactly what I did. But I was DETERMINED not to leave the heated room. I would not fail! So every minute or so, there I was, laying back down on the mat. I was lucky enough to pick a place in the studio that had three pictures hanging right above me. Each had a paininting of a naked man in a yoga pose. One had an ocean behind him. The other was on top of a cheetah print rug. And the third must have not been that great because now I can’t even recall what he was doing. One clear point was that they were all naked and this was very apparent even through the black haze going in and out of my eyes.
About an hour into the class came the vomit. As I was lying there staring at the three said yoga men, it came out of no where. I laid there thinking “Brittany, you can NOT puke here. The bathroom is right in the studio. Everyone will hear you.” But my body wasn’t having it. If you don’t know me already, my body is pretty much a huge pussy, so there was no stopping the puke. I looked over at Jess “I’m going to be sick.” And then over at Jackie who was doing a marvelous job. Our teacher was even coming over and helping her with poses. Jealous.
I finally made myself get up and get to the bathroom. And there, drenched in sweat, I lost my dignity. All the water I had drank that morning was now in the toilet. Could I be more dehydrated? My grey tank top by now was black and all the hydration I had left in me was now being flushed. Ewww, I was sprawled out all over the floor. People had sweated all over this bathroom. Ug, I DON’T even want to think about it. I flushed the toilet again and headed back out.
By this time we only had about 30 minutes left. I was feeling much better after the puking. But still, my head hurt and so did the rest of my body. I tried doing the last 30 minutes, and it wasn’t so bad considering the rest of the poses consisted of us laying on our mats. Then, the longest 90 minutes of my life finally ended.
Jackie and Jess felt great. I felt like I could die right at that moment. We headed out into the lobby where Jess and Jackie proceeded to buy more classes and I sat drenched on the bench gulping in as much water as I could. The lobby that had seemed so hot when we first walked in now felt like the artic tundra. It was wonderful! I was disappointed with myself and the fact that my teacher probably thought I sucked at life. But the next day I have to admit that I felt really great! If you are a hardcore yoga person and don’t mind heat, you should for sure check it out! Here’s all the info:
Bikram Yoga Silverlake
3223 Glendale Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90039
(323) 668-2500
www.bikramyogasilverlake.com
Please don’t take my experience to heart. As I said earlier, I’m a HUGE pussy…
LUV,
Britt
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