Yoga

I find it hard to start blogging again by touching on either the Brian Kest workshop (last weekend) and my brother's funeral (Friday). The first's too expansive while the later's overwhelming and painful. It's easier to start with something simple: this is how I felt today on the yoga mat. I had my first class in a week. It was a Hatha yoga class with Lisa Johnson at Thrive Yoga (Marylou McNamara, the normal instructor, was probably...