I have bright green eyes, my all-time favorite color is green, and I’d like to think that I’m pretty environmentally friendly. Yet for some reason, I’ve been super reluctant to hop on the green train sweeping the nation that is matcha. For those of you like me who didn’t know what matcha was until literally yesterday, my understanding is that it’s essentially green tea in powder form – weird, right? I’m definitely not a tea drinker, but I was more than fine with trying the next most popular matcha phenomenon… froyo.
If you’re anything like me, your mind is always running a thousand miles a minute and you often find yourself telling your brain to STFU. I mean, I’m lucky if I get a break from myself for just a few minutes every day. So imagine my reaction when I showed up to a meditation studio and was told that for 45 minutes it was just me and my thoughts. And more specifically, me and my thoughts of nothingness. The idea of thinking about nothing for a while actually sounded appealing, at least it would give me a break from everything that usually stresses me out. But actually forcing myself to clear my head and focus on nothing but the rhythms of my breathing seemed even more stressful! How could I possibly do this?!
I’m going to start this blog post with a disclaimer that I used to be an amazing dancer, even the best in the dance class, according to my doting mother. My long limbs were perfect for ballet and I loved showing off when it was time for group leaps. I got the most height and a precise, perfect point of the toes.
As I got older, my long limbs became more like wet noodles, and I somehow lost all sense of coordination and my graceful dancing abilities. Even so, I was still super excited to try out 305, a Miami-inspired dance class that all my friends have been RAVING about it. Read more to find out if I'm as good at twerking as I was at sashaying.
Pilates & Pinot. The alliteration intrigued me, and the mention of wine sold me. After studying in Europe for the past five months, wine has sort of become its own little food group in my diet, and working out with the promise of being rewarded with some sweet vino was too good an offer to pass up. Disclaimer – I had never done Pilates before this event and I wasn’t even sure I knew what it was.
I figured it would be similar to yoga with a little more stretching, so I wasn’t too concerned about it considering I had just taken my first (beginners) yoga class a few weeks ago. Even walking in the room with all the yoga mats set up gave me a little sense of comfort and made me think that the class was going to be a piece of cake. Boy was I in for a treat.
My name is Hannah Jacobs, I’m 20-going-on-21 years old, my zodiac sign is cancer, and I just ate my first salad.
Before you all freak out, let me just preface this statement with a few facts to help you understand me a little bit better: First, I am a very, very, very picky eater and this tends to hinder my ordering options at restaurants (but hey, at least I’m a cheap date). Second, for the first 18-or-so years of my life I had the palette of a seven year old, though this is slowly but surely expanding after my recent five-month trip to Europe. And third, though I’m spending the summer working in NYC, I reside year-round in Austin, Texas, two of the biggest cities leading the recent health food trend – hence, the driving force behind my first salad.