My days are jam-packed with carpools, classroom assistance, tending to chickens, dogs and seven acres of olive trees!

I've found that balance is key. I'm no longer an extremist in any one direction.

Just because you're a different size doesn't mean you're sitting on the couch eating bonbons all day long watching TV.

When you become a parent, it's not all about you anymore.

I was born in 1968, just eighteen months after my sister Chrisse and just one year after Dad passed the bar exam.

But I would assert that despite the wide variety of yoga options and individual preferences, there is one universal element: the union of consciousness and movement, breath and awareness.

I was essentially paid to perpetuate the myth that we are all, or should at least try to be, 17 and a size 2 forever.