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Restocking the picnic hamper

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Restocking the picnic hamper

I often joke I was born a slab of concrete and chiseled into the shape of a man – well, a baby if you’re going to be pedantic – I’m that inflexible. Of course this wouldn’t be true since most babies are born as limber as Cirque du Solei contortionists. But you get the picture.

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Yoga crush

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Yoga crush

When I get to the shala the steps are already packed with people waiting for the led class inside to finish. I'm stunned and begin questioning why we're here. This doesn't seem right.

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