I think he'd been admiring the photos in Light on Yoga and convinced my sister to take photos! This was film, too.

I'm back to harem pants at yoga. Leggings are so done. I mean in the 90s it was trackies. Way more comfy.

I've been to a couple of classes and would like to go once a week. I just hadn't been to a class of late with a teacher who knew their stuff! And I'm pleased to do a class without someone's badly choreographed Asana and Spotify playlist.