18 January, 2012

She's not going to wear those yoga pants outside, is she?

This is a dog. A dog wearing chainmail.

This is a downward facing dog.

That's sort of yoga humor. I went to yoga class today not expecting much. I slept badly last night because of the coughing. I was tired and unenthused, but once I was there I threw myself into the spirit of the thing and stretched and lunged and did cat-cow movements with the rest of the class. I actually felt much better when it was over, tired but in a good way. The kind of good tired where you have done something.

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