Since I ran this morning, as I was driving home I set my heart on doing my yoga practice outside. Even though I read about people doing yoga on beaches and in parks all the time, the idea didn’t even occur to me until about a month ago when I saw a particularly pretty sunrise. Today, the
weather cooperated stars aligned.
Since I have zero experience with yoga on any surface other than a mat over carpet, I was romanticizing the idea of bare hands on wood…big time. You know, being one with nature and all that.
After asking Twitter, I was informed that trying to go without a mat would only result in splinters and tears.
Splinters and Tears ≠ Harmony
Because I swap mats as the mood strikes, today was a pink day.
In case you’re wondering, both of my mats are from Target – I inherited them from my parents about two years ago. They had purchased them for a Community Ed yoga class and discovered that the ancient art was absolutely not their thing.
Obviously I didn’t complain when I took up yoga and it was absolutely…free.
I keep on telling myself that someday as a reward for maintaining a successful practice, I’ll splurge and treat myself to all sorts of expensive yoga gear. But then my practical half intervenes and I’m reminded that not only am I a solo-artist (I practice on my own in our basement), but my gear actually works pretty darned well.
Mats and gear aside, after I managed to tune-out the hum of our air conditioner, I really did find it to be more peaceful than what you can achieve indoors.
Confession: It’s not all glamor all the time.
Sometimes, the 21 Day Yoga Challenge involves you rolling into the house around midnight, doing a downward dog in your walk-in closet and hopping into bed to fall into the deepest of sleeps.
THAT pose was sponsored by Paulaner’s Hefeweizen.
I’m just trying to keep it honest, kittens. 😉
Have you ever practiced yoga outside?
Where do you get your yoga mats/apparel?