August 31, 2006

i am desperate to get back to the shala.

i am happy to be desperate to get back to the shala!

hey – i figured out how to use an exclamation point!!!

c`est bon or something like that.


still here in canada…still no laptop to call my own…

August 31, 2006

i am at an internet cafe in mont tremblant and the keyboard is woeful. i can`t figure out how to use punctuation or capitol letters. quick rundown of the past couple of days….let`s see, if today is thursday, then that means that we took a boat out on lac temblant for a couple of hours this afternoon and just returned. earlier in the day, we spent a couple of hours in le source aqua club where they have a whole bunch of swimming pools and spas, and after a half hour soak in the outdoor spa, i did my whole yoga practice. yay!!!!!!!!! and it was good. and no one bothered me for the most part, even the husband let me practice pretty much undisturbed as he watched the kids use the tarzan rope and jump from pretend cliffs.

which brings me to wednesday, yesterday, when we went white water rafting, which was kind of scary at first, but then i started to relax and enjoy it, although not enough to participate in the cliff diving that took place at the end. earlier wednesday, yesterday, we hiked up a trail called les caps, which took us all the way from the bottom of the mountain to the top. it was five kilometers and very very very steep. adam bitched and moaned a lot, but i held his hand, sort of dragging him up. that helped. it took us a little over 90 minutes and then we took the gondola down.

no practice yesterday. when would i have…

there was supposed to be a question mark there, but i have no idea how to type one.

day before was tuesday, and that was tennis and water sports…adam went water skiing for the first time. i probably already blogged about that. so i will not go on about it now, since my 10 minutes at the internet cafe are almost up.

everyone has a french accent here. am i the only one who is surprised…question mark….most of the folks i know from quebec province speak english with an almost new york accent…so, this was a bit of a surprise for me. it is totally french here. i know i am stating the obvious. but still, it had to be said.

later tonight will be mini golf. tomorrow morning, bright and early, we will go rock climbing. scary. and then i think i will again have time to practice. and eat a crepe.

i hope i get a chance to go horseback riding. which also reminds, me, sharon, we are definitely going to get a beaver tail. i have no idea why we haven`t done so already! silly us.

no beavers will be hurt in the process, for anyone who is not sharon or who has not been to tremblant.

ciao ciao


The Type A New Yorker’s Guide to Doing a Resort Town

August 29, 2006
  1. Wake up, fuel up on black coffee and delicious whole grain toast with apricot-cherry jam.
  2. Hustle on over to the Bungee-Trampoline to be first on line, and then go jumping.
  3. Skeedaddle over to the Luge and take a couple of trips up and down in a little cart with a steering wheel.
  4. Then walk up a long hiking trail to the “Acrobranche” station, train to use caribiners and bungee cords to secure yourself to a ropes course and a zip line and then proceed to plow through the ropes course and zip down the zip line – twice.
  5. Realize it’s nearly four o’clock in the afternoon, and that you’re absolutely starving, and race off to a pizzeria in the pedestrian village.
  6. Order vegetarian pizza, send it back when you realize that you have received pizza with vegetables on top of pepperoni, receive the proper pizza, eat it quickly.
  7. Race back up to the Gondola to take a trip to the mountain summit (the Gondola closes at 5 p.m., after all).
  8. Stay on the Gondola for the trip down the mountain to get back in time to try your hand at scaling a wall on the outdoor climbing tower. When your arms are trembling from overuse (should have put more leg muscle into it), realize that it is time to go back to the hotel to…
  9. Do your yoga practice at the pool (full primary, with drop backs) while your kids splash and play and the Husband lifts weights in the fitness center.
  10. Somehow manage to do said practice while talking to nice folks from Toronto and Teaneck, New Jersey.
  11. Head upstairs to change for supper. Make sure to include a nice glass of Cabernet with that supper.
  12. Walk home.
  13. Blog.
  14. Pray for sun tomorrow so that we can get up and hit the Escalade (actual rock climbing, which is a three hour excursion), hike up the mountain to a Double Black Diamond Trail and then back down (Brian’s request), make it back in time to take a fishing boat out onto the lake and still…practice…?

There is so much to do here. And only five more days in which to do it. The kids and Husband would like to go on a rafting trip. But I sooooo soooo don’t wanna. I believe that will be my horseback riding day. Or at least I hope so.

My practice outside by the pool was really good. And despite that it “feels” like I am making progress in Supta K, the Husband told me my hands are still 10 inches away from each other. I am now itching to get back to Shala X, to the only teacher who has ever been able to put my hands together in that egregious posture. I hope, I hope, I hope that after my upcoming re-reconstructive surgery in October, all of these binding postures get easier….October 11…I cannot WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I wish I could put some photos up of our adventures today. Unfortunately, my laptop’s battery is about to die, and the AC cord is all screwed up – exposed wires and all – so I can’t recharge. Uploading photos takes a lot of time…thus… unfortunately, it will have to wait until I can get home, unless by some miracle, my AC cord decides to stop misbehaving.


Bienvenue au Tremblant

August 28, 2006

It was a long day of traveling today, first through Burlington, Vermont and then up through the southeast Canadian countryside, where I highly doubt that a word of English is ever spoken unless some hapless American tourist wanders into a farmstand and attempts to purchase some “maze sucre” in their own native tongue. It was difficult enough at a highway rest stop just north of the cosmopolitan city of Montreal to purchase a Diet Coke with American dollars.

“Blah blah blah les enfants blah blah the bar” the woman at the counter said to me.

“Parlay Voo Inglays?” I asked.

“Blah blah blah les enfants blah blah the bar” she repeated, a bit exasperated.

“Oh! The kids! The bar! Right! Merci!” I blathered, humiliated, as I quickly shepherded my kids out of the bar section of the cafe.

I really ought to have brought a French/English dictionary with me. But I did get my Diet Coke.

It’s pouring rain here in Mont Tremblant . I guess my luck with the weather ran out on the Fire Island Ferry. But it doesn’t matter. It is amazingly gorgeous here. But, well, duh. It’s a ski resort nestled in the Laurentian Mountains, and it’s summertime, so everything is green and lush. What I had always heard is that Tremblant looks exactly like a European city. But I really don’t understand the comparison. What it looks like to me is exactly what it is: a quaint ski village. In fact, it kind of looks exactly like the base of The Canyons in Utah. Must have been designed by the same architect. Or owned by the same owner at some point.

Tomorrow we begin our outdoor adventures – bungee trampoline (whatever that is), luge, rock climbing (both climbing tower and escalade, also known as rapelling), horseback riding, lake fishing, mountain biking, bird watching, perhaps some hiking, perhaps some canoeing.

I only had 45 minutes to practice today: 5 of A, 5 of B, all of Standing, Ardha Badha Padma Paschimotanasana, all of the Marichyasanas through Supta Kurmasana (minus Navasana, which is the one pose in the Primary Series that has always been easy for me, so I figured, why bother) with no vinyasas in between and then one long Badha Padmasana, sans the Badha part. I think it is going to be tough to get my full practices in here, and the thought of that stresses me out a bit. But I will keep trying. It’s not like I’m going to be inactive. But I really need to bend. My body doesn’t feel right without the proper mix of stretching and bending. It is clearly an addiction – a physical need at this point. Mental too. But more physical.

Must practice yoga. Must. Practice. Yoga. Must. Practice. Must. Practice. Must.


Hellowe from Stowe

August 27, 2006

Here we are in Stowe, Vermont, fresh from a six-hour drive from New York City.

The plan had been to head up here on the way to Mont Tremblant, spend some time lazing by the pool, have a little dinner and get a good night’s sleep in anticipation of tomorrow’s four-hour drive up through the rest of New England and up to Canada.

But somehow, by the time we got here, we found ourselves blessed with a renewed burst of energy….and so….without even bothering to check into the hotel first, we drove straight up to the Stowe Mountain Resort (where folks ski in the winter) and found ourselves on a three-hour hike up to “The Chin” (the highest point on Mansfield Mountain, which is the mountain that most people are referring to when they refer to skiing at Stowe).

Whew. We got a lot more than we bargained for. The park ranger guy at the foot of the trail told us it as an easy hike, maybe a mile or so. In reality, it’s two miles each way up to the top, mainly on jagged rocks that often require the use of one’s hands. And it was COLD up there. The air was thin, and my heart was pounding. But the view was insane:

And the kids were champs.

Truthfully, we were happy that it was a challenging trail, rather than a walk in the park, so to speak. I guess after six hours of sitting in a car, we needed to burn off some energy. And here I as thinking that it was going to be a rest day. At least from yoga, it was.

Tomorrow, I am hoping to practice, probably late afternoon, once we arrive at Mont Tremblant.

In the meantime, I need some shut-eye. Badly.

On other topics, I’d like to thank everyone who commented on the slightly insane body-image post from a couple of days ago. Your equanimity and your patience with regard to such a loaded topic is admirable and greatly appreciated…:)