Not to say there isn't ballet in PR. Obviously there totally is. But we're sharing a car now and there are no dance studios in easy distance of me. Boo.
Yet when we first arrived and lived in temporary quarters, for a lovely 7 weeks, I was a 4 minute walk from a yoga studio. I'd never really been a yogi but it had a lot of the same flexibility demands as ballet so I gave it a shot. I can't say it made me feel like I'd been through a workout but I definitely streeeetched and even a little sore from that stretching sometimes.
So I liked it! Especially savasana, which is the part at the very end where you lie there and unwind from your practice. Not for the obvious reasons - I mean, sure, I like chilling as much as the next person, but I can do that at home. No, what I really liked was the music. Was it bangin'? Hell no. But it sure reminded me of Serka Zong.
Yup, I have the sort of mind that can bring anything back around to Walt Disney World. During savasana you're supposed to clear your mind of thought. But I've never been much good at that, so instead I did my version of meditation: as the drums and chimes and flutes washed over me, I imagined being in Disney's Animal Kingdom, wandering past Expedition Everest, watching the Tibetan prayer flags flap in the breeze. Good times, good times.
Alas, we ultimately settled in a different part of the city, and there's nary a yoga studio in safe walking distance anymore. I've been challenging myself to do a yoga video from YouTube every week, but you know how these things go. Still, this week I finally got around to pulling up the archived livestream Disney did a couple months ago for National Yoga Day. It take a loooong time to get started but once it does it's a simple practice anyone can do. Heck, I think the female instructor might even be the same one from the Yoga for Runners class I did at the 2018 WDW Marathon Expo. Now, if only they'd done it in DAK...