Thursday, January 12, 2012

Write what you know

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Each time, I haven’t really wanted to go to yoga. In fact, one could argue I hate going to yoga. Hating going to yoga is really hard, because then you’re in yoga class, and you’re in this giant ball of violent hate — hating the yoga teacher (who is wearing a headband and nattering on about who knows what), hating your body (I’ve had four breast biopsies in the last month and to say doing downward dog is uncomfortable is an understatement), hating the person who invented yoga (is it really appropriate to ask me to bend over, and twist to the side, and tell me to put my hands behind my back?).