Last night, I went to Lululemon’s Grand Opening event, Yoga on King- One Big Ass Yoga Mat. It was seriously amazing, and I can’t believe that I live in a place where something like that could take place. It went off without a hitch (well, kind of, more on that in a little). The event was about the fitness community uniting. It was about the local yogis, the runners, the crossfitters, the pilates people, the old people, the young people…EVERYONE, and EVERYONE showed up. It was awesome. There was live music and people demonstrating on stage. Mark Knowles, who is in general, ridiculously awesome, was the perfect teacher for the event. Here are a few pics.
See, it was one big ass yoga mat!
Some of my favs before the event
During the event
Amanda brought two of her adorable daughters, Ashley and Reagan to the event. Check out Ashley, her 4 year old’s wheel pose! Also, Reagan, her 6 year old busted out her headstand and held it in the middle of King Street. It was awesome!
Warning- If you are squimish, you might want to stop reading this post right now. You got to see some awesome pictures from an awesome event. Just leave it at that. However, what follows really happened, everything is okay and now it is hilarious. There you go, you’ve been sufficiently warned.
This is the first yoga event ever that Miles signed up for on his own. I signed up for the event as soon as I saw it on Facebook, and he let me know that he was also going. I loved it. I loved that he did it on his own without me nagging him. He knows that yoga is so beneficial and that he needs it, but it’s never been his favorite…he’s finally starting to come around…until yesterday.
So picture this, it’s a gorgeous day. Mark is leading us through a beautiful yoga practice. About 30 minutes into the practice, Mark asks us to pair off into groups of two to practice handstands, and Miles gets paired up with one of the amazing Lululemon Ambassadors, Rives Poe. Rives is pretty much a famous runner, and quite possibly one of the most genuinely nice people I’ve ever met. She’s awesome. She’s also a yogi, and pops right up into handstand while Miles holds her up. Then it’s his turn. I’m pretty sure this might have been his first handstand ever! He heaves himself up, and Rives catches him perfectly. She did everything right. Then, Miles kind of freaked out and started pedaling his hands forward. His pinky finger somehow didn’t move with the rest of his hand and it looked as though he broke his finger. Rives came and found me. She was CLEARLY upset, and said that Miles broke his finger. The nice, sympathetic wife that I am, I thought that he was overreacting and assured Rives that it was no big deal. Well, I was wrong. He was not being a drama queen…this is what his hand looked like.
I, of course felt awful for downplaying the situation. I picked up our stuff and we rushed to the doctor. This was Miles trying to do a peace sign on the way to the doctor.
He was more concerned with how upset Rives was than he was about his finger. It was not her fault in any way, but it was clear that she felt bad.
Turns out that it was not broken, just severly dislocated. The doctor popped it back into place and now Miles is as good as new! He never even felt pain through the whole ordeal. We both walked away talking about how amazing the event was.
