Vacation Skirmishes (4): On the Last Morning, Julie Slept In

Back home dudes shame him with handstands on the way down to chaturanga. On the beach he’s the only one jumping up to complete the vinyasas.

So he becomes that guy, rising unbidden from bridge into full wheel and doing a sweet, solitary shoulder stand before savasana.

After class he presents, sweaty and sandy, for an attaboy.

But teacher Whipple congratulates himself. “Dude you’re here without your wife? I’m super impressed! I converted you to yoga!”

Denied his dose of praise, McCormick smiles and nods and walks into the waves, which are cool and soothing, just like the day before.