Yoga is an excellent opportunity to show of my adorably painted toenails. This effect was completely ruined by the fact that I haven’t shaved my legs in weeks. Hey, Kristian doesn’t seem to mind and nobody else normally sees them…
If I’m going to make cupcakes for Thanksgiving tomorrow, I should probably think about (you know) actually making said cupcakes.
Men who wear tight yoga pants must be really confident in their ability to think about baseball. Especially around women wearing low cut yoga shirts.
It’s very hard to concentrate on your breathing when your nose is stuffed up to the point where breathing through it makes you sound like one of those whistling tea kettles. I wonder if yoga masters ever get sinus infections.
Clearly, I will not be attaining any state of enlightenment today.
