The sun is shining, and college kids are shmoozing SB '08.
Yep, there's a whole lotta love in them collegiate kids, it simply takes time and space to get the party started. This is increasingly evident since NY, whence we left the post grad/post doc scene, and I was welcomed home by Sector 9 friends, also "in need of Yogic services".

Side note: Those of you who brand skaters as "less than worthy of recognition", I claim otherwise, as these downhill lads are some of the most humble, smart and healthy dudes I've met. For real, of all the "athletes" (except climbers?), I've done yoga/acro amongst, these beings have the most "open" hamstrings, hips and know how to get down, literally, w/gravity. Plus their balance is off the hook, they're educamated, and living their dream.

I came home to Rizzo hosting 4 teammates & its been a party since.
We start each a.m. w/Yoga- hot and focused, the way Ana wants it.
And then cruise hills behind Berk and Oakland, in pursuit of bouldering (for me), never-ending stretching, and more hills to bomb!

Side note #2: Have you ever seen a mob of guys carve, slide and fucking race hills at 60mph? Holding warrior poses and smiling as they weave in and out of traffic? It's nuts. and rad. -duh.

After yesterday's movement, I left the team to hear "Justice" do the "D.A.N.C.E.", b/c it's always a good idea to jam w/girlfriends, especially after a long day amongst guys...

Today the cats are bombing SF hills, and I'll be there to stretch 'em. More laughter, video footage, as well as SF's critical mass this evening, should be Fun Fun.

A shout out to Rizzo, Noah and JM for introducing me to Sector 9. I appreciate working w/ such disciplined and attentive beings. Also, to the visitors from Portland and Olympia- you're all so dynamic, keep fluid!

Ange, you should be here. Joga with gayful boys is hawt-hot-hawt. Let alone delicious.