I began my morning kayaking the La Jolla Cove in CA, where I was able to see the national wildlife in its natural habitat. I could not believe how friendly see lions were as they allowed me to glide my kayak within 2 feet of them. The waves would crash up against their bodies as they rocked back and forth on the shoreline. People would swim by them barely looking as I would be taking photo after photo of the wild creature.
After taking my very first surf lesson I was exhausted. I have yoga to thank for my perseverance through out the surfing lesson. I was able to relate everything the instructor was showing me to a different asana. My patience was tested during the lesson, because all I wanted to do was stand on the board. The instructor, Cocoa was patient with me and actually told me I was a natural.
When the instructor would say push up, I would think of an Ashtanga push up. When she told me to arch my back I would relate the posture to high cobra. Because of my yoga background I had decent balance for a first comer to the surfing world.
Although insanely sore the following morning I pushed myself to a Kundalini style yoga class where the teacher read my body and guided me through gentle meditation. I was relaxed and could almost fall asleep. We practiced our breath of fire and breathed in the sun lit air.
Between the surfing lessons and great yoga, I do not know how I will leave the city of San Diego . Each venture out into the world here leads me to a different reason to why I should lay my head here.