Spain Day #3

So yesterday Sean's handlebar broke right before a huge climb. He finished the ride like that, he's such a badass. Later, I overheard the following conversation between John and Sean:

Sean: "I can ride my bike with no handlebars"
John: "No handlebars?"
Sean: "No handlebars"
John: "I can ride MY bike with no handlebars"
Sean: "No handlebars???"
John: "No handlebars"

I can't believe I'm sharing a room with these guys for 3 weeks. I just sit here and laugh. Watching them is like watching a wicked funny movie.

Anyway, today started with another awesome yoga session. This has been super fun for me so far because even though I have a yoga teaching certification, I don't really use it. I've helped a few people with their practices in the past and I often share certain yoga poses to help clients with various health/athletic concerns but I've never taught an entire group. As it turns out, I really like it. Its been a big hit with people at the camp, which is reassuring that I'm also good at teaching. Maybe I'll incorporate more yoga teaching at home. Also, one of the campers gave me a great idea today... I'm going to do a fast paced yoga class to death metal ;) YES!

After breakfast the camp split up. There was a swim option, a ride option, and a rest option. I'm here for both sessions so I decided to hang back and get some work done (I was the only one). And maybe also hang out in the hot tub (the whole place to myself).

After lunch we all went for a long (ish) run. I've already mentioned the talent in this camp... I wasn't about to try to keep up with them for 90 mins on their base pace run. So I had a great run at a smart pace, for me. It was muddy. Muddy = awesome. I had so much fun.

After another long/hard day, we're definitely ready for a day off tomorrow. We're off to go sightseeing and I'm really looking forward to it. There will probably be some people running in the morning and an evening yoga class. It's gonna be another perfect day :)

Also, I found a book here. its called Wayward Girls and Wicked Women. I don't know who it belongs to, but I'm reading it. It's about how women are portrayed in fiction by other women, compared to male authors writing about women. It's really not even a feminist thing and its actually pretty interesting. The damsel in distress, in the eye of the male author, becomes a manipulative female hero from the other perspective. Anyway...