Jeannette Sanderson
Nov 2 · 4 min read
Source: Wine and Unwind

Wine and Yoga

When a friend recently suggested we go to a wine and yoga class, I readily agreed, thinking that my love for this friend and enjoyment of wine would more than offset the bad blood between me and yoga. I was wrong.

I knew we were off to a bad start when I arrived and everyone but me had a yoga mat. It hadn’t even occurred to me to bring a yoga mat. I don’t own one, given the whole bad blood thing, but still. It’s not like me to go anywhere…

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