When you start the morning on a mountain road overtaking four mules loaded with sacks of crushed rock and then sidestepping a monkey sitting in the middle of your lane, you know it’s going to be an interesting daybreak run. The view from the foothills of the Himalayas in Rishikesh, a mountain town like no other, on my way to a spectacular waterfall. I didn’t realize till I was 7k along that I had long passed the entrance to the waterfall trail. Maybe tomorrow. #rishikesh#himalayas#running#mountains#daybreak#dawn#ganges#india#morningjog
Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank her for all she has done. Then you will experience peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. This peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise. Keep putting into practice all you learned and received-- Then the God of peace will be with you.
Not a bad way to celebrate our crazy time in India together by taking a cleansing dip in the holy Ganga! We may only be saying bye for a month but it's bittersweet. Get ready for double the adventures as one of us heads off to Bali!
The holy river, the goddess Ganga in the Hinduism, runs a milky jade green through the foothills of the Himalayas in Rishikesh, a mountain town crammed with yoga ashrams and river rafting outfits. Bathing in the water is said to wash away sins and provide an exit from the revolving gate of reincarnation. Swimming is another story. I was going for a workout not a religious experience, though it was serene. I got a ride up a winding mountain road on the back of a motorcycle driven by my Airbnb host, Vivek. As he slalomed around a parade of honking scooters, boxy tuk tuks, raft-topped safari jeeps and moseying cows, I questioned my judgment. But I had to trust that his decade of riding these roads would keep us alive as he drove one handed and waved around pointing out other apartments he rents and the various waterfalls dotting the lush hills. We veered off onto a rocky, sandy path down to the river at a camp that he was building with friends in 2013 when floods washed it away. The beach remains, though, and it’s a remarkably fine white and black sand mixture, glittering with flecks of silver and gold. And the current, strong and swirly over the hidden rocks was so swift it was difficult to keep from being swept down river. The water is bracingly cold, but doesn’t take your breath away. It feels but doesn’t taste sulfurous, and although I couldn’t help swallowing some while spotting the rock formations ahead of me in my divine perpetual pool, I’ve been free of internal upheavals so far. #ganges#swimming#openwaterswimming#rafting#rishikesh#uttarakhand#ganga#beach#currents#eddy