Part of travel is being uncomfortable. Sure, there are lots of exciting parts but sometimes I miss my yoga classes in Ohope New Zealand. Yes, I could do it alone at my apartment and yes I could do an online class by myself. For me, doing it at home alone isn’t the same as going to a yoga studio and sweating it out with 20+ other yogis. Here’s how it goes down at home for me: I’ll be in downward dog and think about tossing the clothes in the dryer real fast or write that one email before I forget about it. Suddenly, I’m piddling around the house cleaning up and my 5 minutes of yoga are over.

Our friend Luck practicing his downward dog while Kai gets into cobra pose
I know that part of being enlightened is self discipline and self practice but I haven’t gotten there yet. I’ve done a few 30 minute timed sessions by myself at home but miss the classes. Maybe, I’ll sign up for the online classes that I read about. Or maybe I’ll sign up for the yoga classes with Jane (the only yoga teacher I’ve heard about) in Whakatane. They start up again after the holidays in February.




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I agree – nothing like “a class” – the presence of others and an instructor make all the difference.
Forgot to mention I love, love, love that photo! Luck and Kai – great teamwork!