The Bee, The Mountain Lion and The Roadrunner
And what dos this have to do with Yoga? Well, everything has to do with Yoga, if you ask me. Feel free to connect the dots, if you see any. Okay, I was riding my motorcycle to go hiking the day before Thanksgiving and yes I had my helmet on and yes I had my face shield down and NO, I was not wearing flip-flops this time. I'm enjoying the ride at about 50 mph when WHAM, something stings my face. Shocked that I didn't crash at this point and every hair on my body sticking up, I glance in the side mirror. There is something black stuck to my face! Now, as my sister will tell you, I am the wimpiest tough girl she knows. Trying not to wreck, I breath deeply and focus. I take my hand under my face shield and swat away the black creature. It doesn't move. Shit! My eyes focus back on the road- breath Pam, breath. I need this thing off my face-NOW. My hand returns under the helmet. I touch it and swat harder. It fall...