Sunset yoga

I'm home now after a session of outdoor yoga. It's every Thursday this month at the Fowler Museum at UCLA, part of a series related to this Dalai Lama exhibit they've got going. Sounds hokey, but it was SO wonderful. The ground on the terrace was warm from being beaten by the sun all day, and the air was cool. An ant occasionally wandered onto my mat, but it didn't matter too much. I wish I could always do yoga outdoors on a cool summer evening. It's much nicer to stretch up toward the sky than toward some ceiling lights. But as with all good things, this outdoor yoga class will soon come to an end.

Going to take up yoga again. I think it'll add a nice balance to my marathon training, which is really beating up my legs and feet. Yoga helps you breathe better, sit up straighter, love your body more. Everyone should do it. I think there would be more peace in this world.