I don’t know if it was the Ashtanga Yoga I practiced for the first time in at least 5 years, the company, the place, or the vibe of the coolest surfer dude coffee shop ever but I just experienced Spring Break perfection.
It was just a three night getaway but I was in a zone of luvin’ every minute of it. First the Hilton Garden Inn in Kitty Hawk, NC. A simple, clean, welcoming complex perched right on the Atlantic Ocean beach. A short walk to a pier (just for guests and paying fishermen) and the sand made bliss easily accessible. Seafood dinner, white wine and a great book to fall asleep with made up the first night. Next morn I went for a 5-mile run along the beach road. Not as glorious – though my pace improved significantly – I couldn’t drink in the ocean view for the beach shanties and dunes obstructing it. No matter. I then picked up my mat and headed for the pier to practice a little yoga. To the fishermen, my sun salutations and pigeon pose may have been odd but I didn’t care. One of them said to me (while I was trying to ignore the stares) that his wife should come join me – “she does all that stuff”. Come on. The more the merrier. She was a no-show. But I did manage 3 Urdva Dhanurasana’s (full back bends) in the morning sun. Loved it.
Then my family and I were off to join my son and some great friends down the beach a bit in Nags Head. We bought passes and drove the honking truck onto the beach for some surf fishing and sandwiches. It was windy.
Note the earring flying backward.
The wind didn’t stop the fun. Jane practiced her surfing on land.
There was hacky sack and fun galore.
This reminded me of my college days at JMU when all the cool guys were out playing with their balls. (TWSS)
Some of my very best moments this week were had here:
Whenever I travel, I visit a local yoga studio 95% of the time. I believe all Yoga is good Yoga but some experiences seem better than others. This wonderful, cozy little studio did not disappoint. I have been exploring ways to beef up (ahem, start) a strong at-home Yoga practice and I have found my motivation with Ashtanga Yoga. I practiced Mysore-style this week. This is when the student practices a set series of yoga poses (generally very athletic/linking the movement to the victorious – Ujjayi – breath.) The teacher assists each student individually as she/he progresses in the sequence. I love, love, love the individual attention and encouragement and eye-to-eye contact with the teacher. Requirement for Mysore Ashtanga Class: Knowledge of the sequence and experience. Me: None and Been a long time. The teacher was patient and gentle and encouraging and I loved her. I researched her studio and training and learned she has practiced this yoga uninterrupted for 8 years. Me: So very inspired. I came back the next day at 7 a.m. after a latte at my new favorite coffee shop on earth. My teacher said she wished she could continue to work with me. She called me a hard worker and recommended someone locally who could continue to help me with this challenging series. Hooked. I brought some treasures from this experience to my students when I returned home and I sense a growing connection and zest among us all.
On the horizon: Book writing. I have recently become fast friends with a driven, motivated very talented, ‘discovered’ writer who has motivated me to dust off that AP Stylebook and revisit that goal. Life is meant to be lived and I’m doing it. Join me?
What new/old ideas have you revisited lately?