7am.  Oak Street Beach.  1 hour of yoga.

This was the view to the right of my mat.

This was the view to the left.

It was my first time practising directly on the beach.  I may never get the sand out of my mat (or hair) but how I felt after spending an hour doing yoga steps from Lake Michigan and seeing the city every time I stepped back into downdog was well worth it.

I am in love with Chicago every day but I just can’t get over how gorgeous our fair city was this morning!

(yoga courtesy of Michelle Cushing– yoga and boot camp instructor extraordinaire!)