The sweet success of a plan coming together soothes me.
I just got news that I don't have to go to Greece next month, for AcroYoga training.
Instead, I get to attend the already full, and last TT, in Santa Barbara this August.
The original spicy plan, stands!

Meanwhile, I am pulling my shit together, and flying east to Rhode Island on Thursday-
It'll be 2 wks of the longest, most enduring yoga, I've ever done.
I am not so much anxious, as I am ready, with a "Lets go" attitude.
It's NOT like being at the base of a major climb, and having your partner take 2 more piss breaks while standing there, on the sharp end, ready for takeoff- battling sweaty palms.
But, there is a bit of anxiousness and maybe that's b/c I carry the logistics load on top of needing to show up physically/mentally ready.

Well, to support my R&R in between Yogic stunts, I went to Hood River and tickled my fancy with over a hundred (straight) guys racing bicycles. Ladies were there too, although I wasn't much of a spectator for 'em. There's something about sexy strong bodies, mixed with such intent, topped off with grunting, that gets me hot!
And then the river was there to cool me off. Oh joyous river, fresh and exhilarating, beneficial in so many ways... Our unexpected home stay kicked ass, our friends were generous, and I got a tan! I am stoked that none of my time off tightened my shoulders, or restricted my hammies. Rather, fed me w/social engagements of chillsizzlin fun & laughter!

I salute mother earth, father sky and the sea monsters for Angela's & my new home. Momma helped us huge in providing this Seattle base, and while it's ours, I am satisfied- All around.