Yodi Goes Yogi

In an attempt to get some kind of level of fitness back I took the 2 hour yoga class at the hotel. 20 mintues in I was sweating and all tied up in ropes, and not having fun. I found out later that all the students were in the yoga teachers training program. So the next day when I dragged Stewart and Nicola down they were all gone and we had a beginners yoga class that was great.

The days all kind of blur together as we fell into a little routine on yoga in the morning, some kind of walk or hike in the afternoon and then would sit and drink on our balcony over looking the mountains. Nicola and I especially needed the relaxing as our faces had been marred by the high altitude sun. Nicola's lips blistered up and my nose took the honour, it was very attractive. Kristi, a friend I had met in Rishikesh, came up to join us and we had a few days with the 4 of us before we sadly had to say good-bye to Stewart and Nicola.

I was really giving the yoga thing great effort but when Kristi ( a former gymnist) joined the class he seemed to make it harder. On the last day he had Kristi doing hand stands while me, with 2 herniated discs in my back and a shoulder injury from doing "downward dog" improperly, was desperately trying to keep my sit bones on my heels while stretching my arms on the ground. We both got in trouble for laughing when I pointed out to Kristi (upside down beside me) that I couldn't help but notice my adaptation of the pose was quite different then hers. Thus ended my yoga career.