Ok, so it doen’t totally work, but if you have toddlers and you watch Yo Gabba Gabba, perhaps you can give me a little credit for the title of this post about my sister, Abbie, the yoga instructor…No? Fine, it was enough that I enjoyed it.
Ab left a comment the other day about how awesome our recent visit was, and she was totally right. Imagine, if you will, a family trip that exceeded your wildest expectations. No melt downs, no unexpected periods, no breakouts, no breakdowns, no lost luggage or gained pounds. Ok, I’m stretching here, but seriously, it was perfect.
Abbie dazzled. She is radiant, happy where she is in life, which I always find to be a contagious kind of joy. I loved how delighted she was by her nieces. The feeling was quite mutual with the girls calling out, “Look, I’m doing yoga.” Their interpretations broadened what might actually be considered yoga, but I bet they would have been able to get their heels down in the mopey dog pose that Abbie had me in for a long, long time.
Sean and I are both converts, eager to incorporate yoga into our routine, so comprehensive were the benefits physically and spiritually. We are checking out places locally now, though I fear they’ll pale next to the memories of private lessons.
Seeing our girls with Abbie and the rest of the family was a revelation. The pace of our lives makes our circle seem tiny sometimes, but after time spent with the rest of the family, we see the fell breadth of our circle, so filled with light and love. Cribbing shamelessly from the show we saw with the girls (Thank you, papa!):
It’s the Circle of Life
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love
Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the Circle
The Circle of Life
Our place, like the memory of the trip, is golden.
I would so get stuck in some very uncomfortable position if I every tried yoga. It would be all fleshy and gross . . .
Dude. Can't take my eyes off your arms.
Good lordy be
Forget all that other stuff: YOU LOOK HOT, GIRL!
Last time (okay the only time)I tried that double dog dare ya pose I was nauseous for an hour.
The girls and I signed up for family yoga about a month ago. Never has exercising been so much fun. Imagine the downward dog with a gaggle of yelping children-turned-puppies. Adorable.
PS: You had a baby less than a year ago??!!! Dear Lord, you look fit.
Wow! You look awesome! Where can I get some of whatever you are eating?
And so happy your trip was so wonderful.
Ok. I read teh comments. THOSE ARE YOUR AMRS?
Dude. Way. To. Go. Like. OMG.
Oh holy hell, nice arms! Dang, I don't think you need yoga, you need some damn M&M's…the one with peanuts!
In real life, I think I might be too intimidated by how thin and ripped you are to hang out with you – or I might make it my covert mission to fatten you up. But on the other hand, you are pretty punny and I like that in a gal….