This is Sparta!
Today was the day…Farinato Race Pamplona. Four friends and myself decided to present ourselves as a team “Los Antonios)” to indulge in this great obstacle course race putting our physical fitness to the test, as well as creating new challenges and achievements for ourselves. The battle of Pamplona was fought between the Arga River and the city’s historial walls, resulting in an epic environment.
Last week, I decided that I was in the mood for a change of scenery; Sometimes I am very spontaneous and I thought, “What better place to be than beautiful sunny Barcelona?”.
This weekend I had the opportunity to discover the small village of Goldáraz (Goldaratz in Euskera) that is comfortably tucked away in the middle of the Pyrenean mountains. Located in the northern tip of Spain, Goldáraz can be found roughly 30 kms from the city of Pamplona in the community of Navarra.
Aerial Yoga: Flying High
Come on in! Today I am going to give you my first ever review of my first Aerial Yoga class in the AYOGA Studio en Atocha. Did I love it or Hate It???
I can’t believe we are back here again, but I am super excited! I am not one to overly celebrate my birthday, however I do set aside a special routine of events on my birthday to celebrate and pamper myself. My birthday is a reminder of the new person l have become thanks to the year of events that l have surpassed.
Yes!! We made it! Safe and Sound! To the Big Apple and all of her glory. Even after several visits to New York City, she still knows how to amaze me and continues to surprise me with new perspectives of who she really is. Every time I come back to the city I fall in love over and over again!
Let me tell you! I absolutely love Chicago. When I finally scheduled my days off, and could FINALLY plan for my State Side Tour this year. I defiantly had to visit Chi-Town.
It is hopeless for the occasional visitor to try to keep up with Chicago—she outgrows his prophecies faster than he can make them. She is always a novelty; for she is never the Chicago you saw when you passed through the last time. -Mark Twain