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Between the lunges and warrior twos, one question rolled around in my mind all sixty minutes of class. So I furled up my mat, put the blocks away in this new-to-me studio then asked point-blank, “So are you who this place is named after?”
A side laugh slipped out of her mouth. “Oh no; that’s a surfing term. The owner’s a huge surfer dude.” Part of me wishes I had been cool enough to put this together, especially since I was born only a few miles away in these sunny southern California parts. But the other half just loves that this was so Katie. Really, can you blame me?
In the span of writing this post, I’ve caught a real big one set to take off at the top of the new year that I am THRILLED to share more about. (Hint: it’s quiet, has very big creatures and requires more than a surfboard to get there.)
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