i had plans last week to attend the summer solstice in times square yoga madness, a free yoga class held in the middle of times square, but then surprise mystery viruses struck, as they do, and i happily stayed in to spend the day kissing a fevery forehead instead. of course i'd already ordered and rush-shipped a cheap yoga mat to myself through amazon, and of course as i clicked "one-day shipping" at the check out i heard my shoulder devil tell me that now that i'd ordered a yoga mat for the event, i for sure wasn't going to be able to make it.
as is often the case.
i've missed doing yoga. i used to practice in idaho and then got pregnant and put the mat in storage and there's that whole story. i unwrapped that sucker the other night and laid it out to see how many poses i could remember, and while i may be a little rusty, huck is a natural.
p.s. i posted one of these shots to instagram the other night and it was later brought to my attention that the way my flag was hung at the time was incorrect. i have since researched the matter and remedied the situation.