Sweating Out the Stories

I came, I did, and I want to come back. I went to my first hot yoga class after nearly talking myself out it on the way.  My bus passes my neighbourhood before taking me to my class.  I nearly wanted to pull the cord, literally, on the evening.  In fact, I wanted to get … Continue reading Sweating Out the Stories

Sweating to the Tune of Om

Hot yoga. To some it's a trend practised by puffed-up hipsters.  To others, like me, it's a return to yoga with a twist.  Way back in the day, alright the early 2000's, I made a beeline to a yoga studio close to my work place.  It did mostly Hatha yoga, the perfect kind of yoga … Continue reading Sweating to the Tune of Om