Yoga is a tough, serious gig.
When I think about yoga, I think about thin figures with steel-strong arms and legs. I think of people who can stand on their arms, which seems so unnatural.
But yoga is not just for those "perfect" bodies. It's for me too.
I practiced yoga Friday at the Strand, which is free for everyone all summer, except the week of the US Open of Surfing starting July 30. It wasn't my first time, but it was the first time I practiced with my sister, Marwa Shadia, in the middle of a street, looking up to the bright sky and forward to the ocean.
It was a new and exciting experience, but also uncomfortable at times, especially when one of our photographers showed up. I regretted making the request for photos, and I plan on using my diplomatic skills to lobby my editors and the copy desk to keep any close-ups out of the paper.