On Wednesday I found myself hanging out on the padded area in front of the mirrors in my gym. Usually this is a stretching spot, but that day, for me, it was my New Rules lifting spot. For a variety of reasons that are very unimportant.
So there I was, on the mats doing a gazillion squats and a girl to my right goes up into the most amazing upward facing dog. I watched her for a bit then went to find a lat pull down machine.
When I came back, a guy was doing ab exercises in my spot. I grabbed my stuff and huffed over to a new spot (I HATE when someone takes my workout spot at the gym). I looked back to give him the evil eye and he was in a fantastic fish pose. Then shoulder stand. Then up to warrior one. Seriously? How can I give the evil eye to some yoga dude?
As I was packing up my stuff I happened to look into the group workout room. It was empty except for one guy in pigeon.
All of this happened in a span of about 5 minutes. Right there, in the middle of my noisy, sweaty gym, I was surrounded by yoga...and I wasn't even practicing.
Which makes me wonder, before I became yoga obsessed, was it always around me? Was I just oblivious to it?
Pay attention - let me know if you spot some yoga around you.