Thanks for all your great photos you lovely awkward yogis! I’ve been on the road, if I somehow missed your submission, please send it over again. April means warmer temps, more skin and… Continue reading
When you pee standing up, you could easily kick a grizzly bear in the face midstream. When I pee when squatting, CHOMP and I’m a nice tasty griz snack. I’d never even see the bear coming because I’m be so focused on not falling over while simultaneously not wetting my feet.
Thanks to Elise Otto and friends for the great poses from a recent Grand Canyon trip!
This is coming from a woman who, when camping alone, often locks herself in the back of her car because she’s such a weeny about sleeping outside without other people. This is coming from a woman who chronically packs too many clothes. This is coming from a woman who wants room for her boating, fishing, climbing AND ski gear, as well as a red dress for a night out in Flagstaff.
With my bright “watermelon shoes” and long brown mop of hair, I’ve stopped trying to fit in when running in Japan. I turn up a snowy street, run past a steaming onsen and pass beneath the muddy slopes of the local ski hill.
But not together…
A two-strap backpack makes me look like the fourteen year old daughter of a professor trying to find her mom after school. A leather briefcase makes me look like a dickhead who is trying too hard. The Timbuk2 had to be the perfect balance, right?
But inevitably we come off the river, out of the forest, up from the desert canyons – and what then? Where do we take showers and stock a refrigerator with Tillamook ice cream?
The seasons are changing, the daylight is stretching out into the evenings, and YOU wonderful humans are stretching into a variety of excellent, spring celebrating awkward yoga poses. Happy Awkward Yoga, Pretty Place Wednesday!