OK... watching my dollars trickle into my tank is never very entertaining...
So last night as that ritual was being performed, I slipped into a rather natural flow series.
Of course anything to do with touching something other than my own body is out of the question.
A gas station is not your typical "studio", but isn't asana more about action & personal connection than location?!
A few warriors started the juices going as my big rain jacket gave me a sense of privacy as cars came and left.
In fact I was oblivious of everything but my body's sensations... till the cop car rolled up on me.
The didn't say anything, but there expression was enough for me to crack up...
They must have been so jealous, hahaha :-) Yeah, think hard! What kind of ticket must I be earning right now?!! heehee
I did start comtemplating the Side B training with Kira Made me think of Alana and how she always wants to do hamstring stretches when I'm around?! So the flow went into trikonasana variations with some nice transitions into ardha chandrasana, warrior 3s & some of the star poses from Ganga White's class. Love doing this flow without ever putting my hands on anything but my own leg for support. Cops left when they saw I wasn't a criminal, just some kinda of harmless balance fanatic :-)
For the record...I'm not some yoga exhibitionist, just a guy who enjoys how good life is with movement.
I play hard and the key to remaining youthful may very well be yoga... plus it feels so good!
For me the "yoga mat" isn't a spot, but a state of mind.
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