Trapped by the Yogis!

I know I have been MIA these last few days, but with my sisters’ prom and graduation approaching as well as both sets of grandparents visiting finding time to sit down at the computer has been difficult. Hopefully after reading the following funny story you will forgive me . . .

Rachel and I were sipping iced coffees this afternoon when I happened to pick up a yoga pamphlet. And this particular pamphlet happened to be for a yoga studio in town. Now this yoga studio happened to be the one that a teacher from our High School teaches as, who just so happened to be one of Rachel's favorite teachers. Given all of this Rachel started telling me about how great the classes are and it just so happened that they were having a Summer Solstice Celebration of sorts tonight so we changed into shorts and tank tops (as it was disgustingly hot out today, much too warm for June), collected our towels, and made our way over to the studio.

Upon arriving we encountered several women in flowing tie-dyed clothing and sports bras, all who were carrying drums and pilling into cars. So we got back behind the wheel and followed the parade of drums down to the beach and into a private driveway. After squeezing my car into the only reasonable parking spot open we gathered our towels and made our way (through some random persons backyard) down to the beach, spread our towels, and waited for the sun salutations to begin. An hour later, we found ourselves still waiting. Rachel was supposed to go with her mom to the airport, so after waiting a complete hour we decide to give up and start to leave. Well, when we reach the driveway we quickly realize that any chance of leaving is impossible, given the obnoxious parking of a certain jeep. The yogis had trapped us there! So back to the beach we went, and 21 sun salutations (which felt like 50), quite a bit of hula hooping, and another hour later we found ourselves once again climbing into the car in an attempt to leave. However, apparently none of our fellow yoga doers know how to park, so I was forced to drive over a curb, possibly killing a bush or two in order to make it back to the road. 

Now, being the highly stressed person that I am, yoga would appear to be a very good outlet to relieve some of the excess stress that I seem to attract. While the sun salutations were very enjoyable and I do feel quite refreshed, if this is how every yoga session is going to go I think I will save myself the additional stress and skip yoga all together! I will have to give it one more try, but I hope my next yoga session is a little more structured and a little less of a stressor and more of a stress reliever.