Yoga food cravings. You ever get them? After a long hour of sweating, stretching, bending, twisting and breathing - when you finally get to lie down on a sweat soaked towel, heels together, arms by your side, staring at the ceiling - focusing on your breath, trying to keep your mind empty - do you ever think about food? I have many cravings when I'm in that blissed out space for two minutes and I often go home and consume that yoga craving.
Juicy ripe watermelon dripping down my chin. Orange juice sucked from the slice of an orange. A cup of strong milky coffee. A piece of toast with real butter and local honey. Fresh cherries picked right from the tree. A cold blueberry smoothy. A bagel with avocado, egg and tomato.
Well this morning I was lying there, thoroughly enjoying my couple minutes of rest and I suddenly wanted a tumbler full of gin, soda, a couple ice cubes and a wedge of lime. Yep, that's what I wanted. The stringent, piney taste of gin, the tingling of the soda bubbles and the tartness of the lime. I lay there, wishing I had a bottle of gin in my cupboard and cursing the fact that it was 7 am and I really shouldn't drink gin before work. Hmmm, maybe a cider would do?