Yoga In the Airport
We got to the airport for the beginning of Our Adventure. 4 hours before our flight. After a 4 hour drive. After getting up at 3 am. After working hard in the heat to finish up my bookings. Our A/C is out. The upstairs was 85 degrees in the breezy hallway. It was at least 90 in the small office where I was diligently trying to book my flights.
After sitting on hard steel for an hour, under the giant and awesomely cool dinosaur replica, and walking extensively on hard floors, I decided it was time to do some yoga.
I expected this to be embarrassing, to my daughter, and was rather disappointed that it wasn’t.
I pulled out my slllloooow TriYoga practice and did about 30 minutes of really easy flows. I wasn’t really stretching the things that hurt.
But when I got done – I felt WONDERFUL!!!
My back didn’t hurt. The sciatica was gone. Even my foot was good. My energy was better and I felt – happy! Oh joy of the day!
I was not embarrassing (it must’ve been a good part of the book) and I felt better.