As you all know by now, I’m on the yoga mat about five mornings a week. No, I’m not a saint, nor am I bragging. It’s about my aching body. Yoga stretches me out, limbers me up. My body has served me so well for all these years, and now it needs a little love. Yoga is body love if it is practiced properly, which means: respect your limitations and celebrate your abilities.
How do you decide where to go on vacation? Do you go to the same place each year or do you change it up? Do you have a laid back plop on the beach with a book? Or adventure travel, as in hammock swinging on a Amazonian river barge? Perhaps you opt for urban pleasures abroad, all the fine dining and ballet you can enjoy.