Last year, my dear friend and kindred spirit posted on this very blog about a commitment she had made to attend 30 day’s worth of yoga classes. I basically live my life in constant awe of the things that Sarah does and this was no exception. So, because I am a massive copycat, when my…
Despite having dabbled in it off and on over the course of several years now, I’m really bad at yoga. To an almost embarrassing point. I can’t even touch my toes, standing or seated. After a hiatus from both it and then all exercise for a large portion of 2014, I returned at the beginning…
At the time of writing, I am sitting in a café in sweet Paris, waiting for two o’clock to roll ’round, so I can check into my hotel. My teeth are unbrushed, I’ve barely slept, I have wicked indigestion and haven’t showered in 30 hours. Fairly certain the Parisian metro stations smell better than I…