I have an on and off relationship with yoga. When we’re together and see each other often, it gets hot and heavy on my mat, I feel more at ease, I sleep better, I’m happier. When we’re apart, I miss it and reminisce about our time together, but also feel overwhelmed at the idea of hanging out again. But there’s always a reason that I stopped. Sometimes it’s schedule. Sometimes it’s laziness. More often than not, it’s price. Yoga is expensive. Especially in the Bay area. You know what else is expensive? Spending time being unhappy, unhealthy, and overwhelmed.
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