yoga for when you're stuck at the airport

Gather up your goodies....books, journal, electronics, snacks and water.

Scour the airport for the coziest, quietest nook you can find. I prefer corners.

Pop a squat...on the floor that is. You are a yogi right? Insert sarcasm. Pull out a book and dive in.

When you're feeling ready, scootch up next to the wall, lay back and swing your legs up the wall, viparita karani style.

Lay. Read. Breathe. Listen to the people walking by. Know that there are jealous and secretly wish to throw their legs up the wall next to you.

Eventually sit up. Your feeling extra cozy so you take your shoes off. You're a yogi, right? Geez.

Give your hips some love. You've got a few more hours of sitting ahead. Bust out agnistambasana. Fire log pose. Double pigeon. Whatever, you know the drill.

When the nice lady comes on the speaker and tells you you're under a severe thunderstorm warning.....

Breathe. Inhale. Exhale.

Then put your shoes on, gather up your goodies, and make your way to the sea salt caramel gelato you spotted earlier.