Don't mind me, I'm just here to disturb your inner peace.
But finally, success. I'm in the back, next to Marilyn where no one will ever see me attempt to bend and stretch and wobble and fold like a pretzel. But even as I hide myself there in the back, I can sense that it's not over, there's more coming my way. And I was right. Because of course, this is the night that the local paper is coming in to do a story and TAKE PICTURES.
Yup that's me. In my yoga pants. In. The. Paper.
Sigh...I wonder how next week's class will go?
Updated 11/14 to add the best alternative title for this post EVER, compliments of Peggy Sez:
"Does This Ashram Make My Ass Look Big?"