In between the exercise, someone sets a mat opposite me, a few paces from where I was in the lush grass. Looking up, I spare them a glance amid the exercise; she was a petite light skinned girl in an over flowery yoga pants, with a strapped sports bra; a typical yoga chick. She smiles and she bows her head. I nod in return and continue with the set.
She stretches a bit and starts mimicking the pose I was doing, and the next one, and we fell in sync, in one accord to the last bit of the set. I was impressed, not that the poses are easy to achieve but she was in harmony with me, without a ruse or interrupting, I appreciated that. After a couple of minutes I was done and ready to face what the day held for me.
"Hi, I'm Jade," she says after we are done.
"Zola," I answered back.
