Yogi

Yoga in Costa Rica was a ritual. A beautiful anchoring of the soul within the body and pushing my physical limits to the edge. 

I sweat more than anyone else in the class. It was almost like tears dripping from my body. 

Which is funny bc I haven't been able to cry like I used to. My expressions of tears have changed. Wondering if sweating is a form of my body crying and releasing the toxins. 

Hatha, Vinyasa, Funflow, Restorative, Harmony...

I tried Aerial Yoga for the first time. It was amazing and much harder than I anticipated. 

Yogi'n might be in my future :) 

Today, yoga?! Ever? Much? Do you love it?!

Let your body cry it out ;)

Xoxo