Sierra SNOW!

Here’s a day in my life these days.

These are ACTUAL pictures from today's run!

 Wake up in a little goldminers cabin 9,000 feet up near Bishop Pass in California, look at the aspens outside my window to see how much it snowed last night, get up, stretch, walk to the store for breakfast with the crazy pink crawling across the jaggedy granite peaks around me.  Drink a bunch of coffee.  Go to work and put a ton of wood in the fireplace.  Teach all day in the snow. Go for a run at lunch, marvel at how hard my lungs are working, marvel when I get a little higher and can see super toothy peaks on one side,

Whites Behind

and the white mountains across the valley, smile because this is hands down one of the most gorgeous places in the country.  Then I run back to class.  Teach through the afternoon, more wood, more snow.  It’s dark when work ends.  Walk back to cabin, engage domestic routine with co-instructor.  It goes: I get a little yoga ass kicking from Shiva Rea audio yoga, take a bath and sing while Tate uses my computer, we walk to dinner and try not to get asked too many gross medical questions by our sweet students.  Walk home in total darkness and try not to fall in ice puddles while
looking at the stars.  Watch a movie, read, go to bed. Repeat. Not too shabby.

Sierras Ahead

 It’s a recovery week, so it’s just yoga, running, resting, Bad Santa and Super Troopers. Saturday is a day off, and there may be some skiing, hiking, sledding and definitely hot springing.

 It’s a perfect winter spot, the trick is staying warm, watching the light on the granite and ice and staying present.  I’ll be ready to be home for a bit come the 22.