Cravings

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?