“Ride tight into the city – two up, take a lane.” As is the custom, someone from Navigation dances us through the turns of the day’s route before we mount up. Not that we’re going anywhere very fast. Orchestrating twenty-three costume-clad, service-touring bike-riders is semi-complex choreography. Estimated times of departure: we laugh in your face.
The desire to become a yoga teacher grew out my love sharing yoga with children: the 200-hr basic certification is a prerequisite necessary to get the 95-hr children’s certification. Over 27 days with 63 incredible fellow students, 2 amazing teachers, and 8 skilled assistants, we delved deep into the anatomy of Practice.
…and the elements welcome me home. It’s like suddenly receiving news of a giant inheritance, this reversing estrangement from nature. Life here is at the speed of relationship, dependant on the weather, and in concert with bugs, mushrooms, & all the other unseen forces modern life might have us forget.
Sequined undies, neon lycra, striped leg&arm-warmers, new neon green bell, rad sunglasses I nabbed from my grandma, facepaint, clif bars, patch kits, pink handlebar tape, neo-spork. Check, check, check. All Packed Up…..but ….going nowHere.
This December I’ll be biking in costume with a motley crew of humans. For one month, each of us will molt our mundane routines, don a cape, and practice being our most playfully awake selves. It’s the Annual Superheroes’ Long Haul for Justice!