After a good and sweaty Ashtanga class with Carolina, she and I paused for a drink in the 10ème arrondissement. It was a beautiful afternoon, and we talked and talked and talked. I was feeling invigorated by yoga’s afterglow and Carolina’s energy, and as we parted, I decided to bounce home along the quai de Jemmapes. Somewhere between Oberkampf and Richard Lenoir the spring in my step turned to cement as I realized why I felt so weightless and free. It wasn’t the weather, or yoga, or lively conversation—I’d forgotten my yoga mat at the café!
In the past, this sort of faute d’étourderie would have unleashed panic, but not any more. This calmer moi can be attributed to a) yoga, and b) the fact that Paris boasts so many more options for yoga accessories and clothing than ever before. Lost mat? No problem! There are now plenty of places that sell the necessities for yoga. From studios with dedicated retail areas to full-fledged yoga-specific stores, it’s now easy to get a mat, or a new outfit (read this tip on learning when it’s time to retire the yoga porno pants and get a fresh pair!)