I’m so ashamed to admit this. I’m going to lose all New York cred when I type these words. Here it is: I went to Times Square three times in the last week. On purpose. And I even liked it.
For shame! Usually I rush through the crowded intersection where Broadway meets 7th Avenue. I walk through people’s pictures. I get annoyed when they just stop. C’mon, people! Some of us use the streets to get where we’re going!
I digress. I was going to talk about the *gasp fun I had in Times Square. First was a week ago Friday. I was treating my piggies to a pedicure on 10th Avenue (my commute costs are exactly $0 because I walk to work, so my feet deserve some love. I’m not now nor have I ever been an indulgent girl) when I heard some fellow pedicure-getting ladies talking about the “Project Runway” fashion show in Times Square at 8 p.m. Now I had nothing going on that evening, and I live a mere two aves away, so I went. It was crowded, and I could barely see, so I didn’t stay long, but I was there.
My family visited on Saturday, so of course we had to hit up the crossroads of the world (or whatever the phrase is). I had fun posing with “Sesame Street” characters with my sister-in-law and browsing the M&M store with the fam. If you don’t already know this about me, you should. I love M&Ms.
Then I went back on purpose a third time on Wednesday. It was “Mind Over Madness” solstice yoga on the streets. And it was awesome! 14,000 participants came out to strike their poses in New York’s busiest, most obnoxious intersections. Five blocks of yoga mats filled Times Square to celebrate summer. I’m really proud to have been a part of it.
This really doesn’t change anything. I’ll still rush through Times Square to get to class each Thursday. I’ll still get annoyed when people walk three across on the sidewalks … slowly. But as the yoga instructor said:
“To being open to the possibilities.
To being open to the mystery.
To reaching your highest potential.
To living with surprise.”
I’ll drink to that. More cool photos here.