108 – Unity. Wholeness. Infinite Love. Cheesy? Perhaps, depending how you feel about yoga and the spirituality surrounding it. I never got into that part, but I can see the benefits, and sometimes I wish I did. I do like the spiritual meaning of 108, and think it could be applied to most things in life.
I attended the Wanderlust 108 festival by RFK stadium in DC yesterday. It’s a traveling one-day festival that promotes finding your “true north” or your “best self”. My friend and I found out about the DC event months ago, and I was hooked. While I’m no yogi, the festival name and the mission behind the events are SO ME, and so applicable to my life – my passion for health and wellness, my goals, and this blog. I am in search of becoming my best self, and I am navigating my way through this journey (side note: I am obsessed with the logo and associated merchandise…obviously).
Advertised as a “Mindful Triathlon”, the full day event consists of a 5K run / walk, yoga class, and meditation (which I suck at, but more on that later…). Participants then choose optional activities to do, such as essential oils class, aerial yoga, acro yoga, flow + restore yoga, and hula hooping. Participants are also able to walk around the market to check out the various vendors, grab coffee and food, and check out the adidas x wanderlust tent and the kombucha garden! There are also free samples everywhere of amazing products (I went HAM on the free stuff, as you should).
I had to wake up before 7am on a Saturday, which isn’t cool, but I was excited. After getting to RFK, meeting up with friends, registering and setting down mats, I immediately set out to find coffee, because duh. I got the regular brew + almond milk at the True North Cafe, scarfed down a banana, and perused the market for samples and athleisure. The day was awesome, especially coming off a week of indulging (I give myself some slack because #birthday). It felt great to reset and get back on track a bit.
The 5K started with a pep and a stretch. Normally, I would want to jog this, but decided to walk with friends and be “mindful” of the type of tri this was – no competition, just feeling good in your body, mind, and soul. So we walked, and I dealt with my inner nagging thoughts: “you’re lazy“, “do you even run?” “is this even a workout?” “look at the runners”. I can be so mean to myself. Here I am, spending the day at a health and wellness / yoga festival instead of bottomless brunching, and I’m STILL not doing enough apparently. Luckily, I managed to get past those thoughts and enjoy walking around with friends deciding what to do the rest of the day
We participated in the group yoga class with Chelsey Korus while the sun showed absolutely no mercy. The cool tribal paint on my arm smeared somewhere between downward dog and warrior two. It felt great, and it reminded me that I should incorporate more yoga into my regimen, solely to stretch and strengthen my body.
As mentioned earlier, I am not good at meditating. I used to do that self-deprecating gloating about being “too busy”, “too uptight”, or “too in my head” to bother with meditating. While I know the benefits of slowing down, relaxing, and finding contentment, I’ve never been able to do it…though I should really say that I haven’t really wanted to, or tried to really meditate. This was no different, except that I laid there the whole time instead of getting up and skipping this part. The sun continued to beat down on us, but I tried my best to remain still. I found myself trying to control my thoughts, trying to stop thinking, and having moments of “real meditation”…but definitely wanted this part to end sooner. It made me realize I should try an app or go to a class to try it again. What harm could it do?
Unfortunately, I was unable to do acro yoga or aerial yoga, so I participated in the essential oils class, which was interesting to learn about. Refrained from purchasing anything prior to doing additional research (my bank account can thank my “hard science”-trained boyfriend for that one). I purchased items at the adidas x wanderlust tent, tried the kombucha, ate lunch, and grabbed more samples of some of my favorite items.
Overall, it was a great day. It reinvigorated me, after a week of feeling bloated, and lethargic due to constant over-indulging. It also reminded me that I need to continue “finding my true north” and determining who I want to be, what I want to do, and how I want to do it.
Are you on a journey to find your “true north”? How are you navigating your journey?