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.
