Mat Goes Here: Bridge

bridge yoga

This week I’m revisiting the Pacific Northwest in my mind. Maybe I’m just in the mood for a hike. There’s something about the canopy of tress, the filtered sunlight, the smell. I actually really miss that feeling of taking off my hikers after a good, long climb.

Now I’m imagining taking a yoga break on one of these rough hewn bridges. Doing tree pose among the tress. Stretching my hamstrings. Smelling the earth around me. Taking a deep breath.

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