Killarney is a glorious and magically wonderful place to get sweaty!

I found a yoga studio within walking distance of my hotel and I was so proud that I ALMOST held the crow pose for more than one second. I then immediately toppled over onto my head and was the poster child for “being willing to suck” at something.

Today I took a carriage ride through Killarney National Park and knew instantly that I HAD to go back to my hotel, get my running shoes on and power walk through the forest. (I still can’t run due to my hamstring injury.)

I swore that Shrek and Fiona were going to appear at any moment. And the fairies! I know they are out there.