I’ve recently gotten back into yoga. And it’s strange. Because I know intellectually that I’m not in as good of physical shape as I might like to be. I know that I’m objectively “fat.” But even when I’m doing a modification for a pose or several, even when I have to go into child’s pose instead […]
A woman reaches into the back of her closet, and dusting off her yoga mat, slings it over her shoulder and heads out the door.
A warm spring evening. Parents play with their children. A couple eats a picnic. Friends chat. There is bike riding, hula hooping, frisbee tossing, jogging, dog walking, and general merriment all around.