Fuck Yeah, Yoga.

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    Yoga and I celebrate our 20 year anniversary this year. I know, commitment!
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    The thing is we have a very open relationship and I stray from time to time.
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    Last year I strayed. Not too far away from my dear yoga, but far enough to notice its absence.
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    Last night I saw a photo in my twitter media that reminded me of how much I love it.
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    Today I was reminded how much I need it.
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    I'm sorting through some pretty heavy life stuff at the moment and on top of that running my Airbnb and trying to achieve an HD grade average. Sometimes I leave the house with tears welling and that frog in my throat that I push wayyyyy down in order to get by.
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    I made the commitment after seeing that photo to attend class at the uni gym.
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    I went today and it was precisely what I needed.
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    I know it's no miracle cure to the things I am working through/on and I cannot explain with science how it does what it does.
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    I just know that without it, I probably would have walked out of my Stats class perpetuating another problem. All I did was 45 minutes of phone-free salutations.
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    All hail the mighty Vinyasa.
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    Namaste, punks βœŒπŸΌπŸ™πŸΌπŸ’›
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    PS: I can't say I won't stray again. I do know I am always welcome back.