Can you believe that I have no yoga mat?! I’m squatting in a house in that he is working on. All my worldly possessions are still in storage. We thought we would be settled by now, but the months keep ticking by. And from the looks of it, it will probably be another 3-4 months from now. Sigh…
It’s times like these that I think of my mat. Cheap, pink mat from Gaiam, that it is. Ground in dirt (from what garden patch, who knows) that can’t be washed out. Clawed by my yoga kitties repeatedly performing down-cat.
I’ve enjoyed my home practice on the bare hardwood floor, using only a towel to brace my knees and shoulders. But it’s also a hassle. And it can break the flow. I should probably invest in a new mat…
The choices now seem endless. I remember when there were only a few obscure places where you could purchase a mat. Now you can get one with your cafe latte at Whole Foods. Times have changed.
Do I get a travel mat to go afar? Do I get one that will never break apart? Do I get one red or blue? Do I get one that biodegrades too?
Oh, I’ll probably procrastinate on this for awhile.